Valentine’s Day
Oh my God, Valentine’s day approaches fast and I haven’t even thought of what my loving gifts to my loving lover would be… hmmm… how about NOTHING! Goddamn it. Every fucking February everywhere you look, red colours burn your retinas hand-in-hand with stupid fat naked boys and hearts. Red is only good if it’s blood. Love-red SUCKS. I hate love. Love is overrated. Nobody can see through the bullshit anymore. Back in the day there was the old-fashioned "rape". It was cool. It wasn’t even considered bad or "rape." It was a mild displeasure at most. Nowadays you have to buy flowers and chocolates and other bullshit just so your "romantic" girlfriend would treat you nicely and put out like she ought to. What the fuck? Did I miss a meeting?
<Phone rings, somewhere>
Boyfriend: Yes?
Girlfriend: Listen, I want you to buy me two dozens of freshly-cut red roses and at least fifteen kilos of the finest Austrian chocolate.
BF: Don’t you think that, and don’t get me wrong, but given your certain weight,
GF: My certain WHAT?!
BF: Nothing.
GF: That’s what I thought you said. And I want a very expensive card with a poem and other loving words with heart-dotted i’s, written in REAL gold ink.
BF: Real gold?
GF: Yes!
BF: But,
GF: And I want fur or something expensive I don’t need.
BF: Maybe I’ll ask Cubid to lend me his bow and arrows and hunt something, heh!
GF: …
BF: Sorry honey I was being a smartass. Will do.
Goddamn it. It really makes me want to puke. I’m sure some couples are just like that. Everybody turned into a pussy whipped, gullible asshole who buys into hypes like Valentine’s day and don’t realize how they’re being used by an evil marketing plan.
The fucking corporations use people by creating yet another trend on a specific day convincing everybody that spending aimlessly is how you show your love to someone, who probably is an asshole/bitch anyway if they need hearts and flowers to begin with. I hate hearts. Hearts are so fucking evil and they will kill you the first chance they get.
See!?
Stop being like everybody else just because they tell you so. Fuck love, fuck hearts, fuck Cubids, fuck corporations cashing in on your gullibility, fuck materialistic bitches, Fuck St. Valentine in every imaginable orifice and fuck them. Just find someone who is not as stupid and have anal sex with them and shut the FUCK up.
The End.
You know what? I don’t really care what are you going to do. Just keep on pissing me off like you always do. I’ll be under the bed crying myself to sleep. I'm just saying, you know, in case you need to email me a Valentine’s card or whatever… and it better be a BIG one.
Update (14Feb, 16:49) : number of Valentine's e-cards received ---> only 15
(I coudn't send me any more.... oh god, what a charade *crying* )