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Lestat, you really piss me off sometimes, with your lust for Tom Cruise.
So, I hear everyone's not too happy with me right now. And it's all because I won't attend Lestat's stupid wedding. I mean, I love him, AND Tom for that matter but there are a number of reasons I don't feel obliged to go bitches.
1. Lestat would be a poor hubby to little Tom. He's too independent and arrogant and shit.
2. I won't be able to see my Lestat as much after he's a married man.
3. I hate when people don't put a lot of thought into things like this. Marriage is no casual thing. It should be planned with great care and consideration. You don't just up and decide, "let's get hitched 'cause we're sharing some stupid stuffed animal that mozart gave us."
4. Lestat DOES realize that he planned a MORNING service right? In broad DAYLIGHT? Um, Lestat? Vampires? Sun? Ahhhhh!!!! I'm burning!? I'm blinded by the fucking light?!? Yeah, it says right on the invitation, "The ceremony is at St. O'Toole's Cathedral, 10:00 A.M." fucking A.M.!
So yes, those are the reasons I don't wish to attend. That and the fact that Peyton will be there with Beep, and well. . .you all know how much I liked her. Fuck! My life is so strange! And I can't even end it if I so choose to do so!
Fuck off. . .ALL of y'all!
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