Well, Tracey and Sean of MAFS fame are no more. Yes, I suppose love is fleeting, especially love authored on television, but don’t go back to the douchebag ex, girl.
This is why we can’t emotionally invest in nice things. With the final MAFS couple splitting, it seems that love will tear us apart. Again.
Last night presented us with the first Honeymoon night of MAFS. It was as brutal as you’d expect. Poor Te.
What do you get when a man-eating Instagram pseudo celeb meets a half-drunk tradie? The train crash that is Married at First Sight. Mick is on hand to articulate the carnage.
Oh, Sean. You spectacular dolt. Taking us through last night’s Married at First Sight carnage are two wordy cynics. Warning: May contain sass.