Angel
Cuntbeans
- Joined
- Dec 26, 1999
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Yes I know. It is just another day. And yet I am surrounded by people all day long at work buying cards, and gifts with little hearts and I love yous and candy and roses.
It's quite hard to think of it as just another day when you are alone, and it's not only because I was conveniently dumped right before. Its the pink and red and white all over the city, in every store, and every street corner. It is the dinner reservations at the expensive resturant that I had to cancel, the outfit I had to return to the store, the gifts that I wrapped which are sitting here on the desk beside me. All a constant reminder like a slap to the face everytime I see them.
Its the guys who came into my job all day long making comments about what a lucky guy I must have at home waiting for such a pretty girl to come home on Valentines day, yuo can't possibly be single, you're so cute and nice whenever I come in here! Blah Blah Blah.
So this year, all I have to say is HAPPY FUCK YOU DAY.
Thank you.
It's quite hard to think of it as just another day when you are alone, and it's not only because I was conveniently dumped right before. Its the pink and red and white all over the city, in every store, and every street corner. It is the dinner reservations at the expensive resturant that I had to cancel, the outfit I had to return to the store, the gifts that I wrapped which are sitting here on the desk beside me. All a constant reminder like a slap to the face everytime I see them.
Its the guys who came into my job all day long making comments about what a lucky guy I must have at home waiting for such a pretty girl to come home on Valentines day, yuo can't possibly be single, you're so cute and nice whenever I come in here! Blah Blah Blah.
So this year, all I have to say is HAPPY FUCK YOU DAY.
Thank you.
