I hate it when people get drunk. I just can’t stand it! Drink to be merry not to be drunk, not to slur your words and fall over. Don’t drink to numb the pain, numb your existence. What good comes out of getting wasted? A forgotten night of you making a fool of yourself and doing things that you would never do sober? It’s ridiculous. I just sit back and watch my friends think they’re so cool cause they drink. I would never judge them, I’m no better then them, but it’s time I start to call them out. They’re all such beautiful people with so much to show the world. All they see though is what the world is showing them.
Now that my rant is done, tonight was my cousins wedding and it was incredible. I got emotional for the first time in a long time and tears finally started to come but I had to push them away so that Ally could have the most magical night of her life. The biggest thing I learned from it though is that I need a Godly man. I’ve always known that, but tonight I realized to what extent my future husband has to love God in order for me to love him. I want my wedding to not just be about me marrying the man of my dreams, I want it to be about becoming one with him in Christ. I want my wedding to be for God, a beautiful display of His love between a man and a woman. I don’t want my wedding to just be about our love though, I want it to be the testimony of my live and my husband lives and how they intertwined and come together to glorify my God!