My Cardboard Balcony

Well. This is it. The day I've been both stressed about and excited for. There's been a lot of work and money put into it. A lot of planning has taken place. This week especially has been a time for me to reunite with good friends and loved ones, and now the real celebration is about to start. I'm currently at my parents' place for the night, typing this introspection out on a desktop computer. I'm actually physically having difficulty getting the words out. I'm breathing fast, my head is warm and spinning, and I am way too wired to fall asleep right now. The family cat is sleeping on his tower nearby, so he's obviously having an easier time than I am. Tomorrow, at 4 PM, I will be marrying the love of my life at a beautiful art and garden center. My suit is hanging up in the closet of my childhood bedroom, waiting to be worn. The rings are in a small box, waiting to be placed on fingers. The boutonnieres are waiting to be pinned. Pictures are waiting t

My Wedding by Belinda Roddie White dress. Gray suit. Flowers made from book pages. Love.

She made the trek to the top of the mountain, where the mistress's body still lay, growing ever colder. If the snow fell long enough and stayed solid for long enough, then perhaps her features would be naturally preserved. Her long hair thinning, the follicles tightening around her puckered scalp. The amber eyes still partially open. Arvey knew those eyes would lose their hue eventually, the former beauty decomposing no matter how much frost locked Kor's youth in.

I Drank Myself Stupid by Belinda Roddie I drank myself stupid on the night of my bachelor party, slumping against my best man's shoulder. "I think that's enough." he said, but I giggled and simply went back to the bar to ask for second shots and maybe thirds or fourths, but that was when my groomsmen-to-be pulled me from my thoughts of intoxication so I could spend more time sobering up so I could get home without resulting in a car wreck on the freeway. even though I was set to be completely dazed. I felt a peck on my cheek and a voice say, "Glad you're here," as the wedding drew ever quickly near,