Valentine's Day.. aka Singles Awareness Day.. aka Hate Day!
Yes I hate Valentines Day! It's the stupidest holiday ever invented! I mean come on! It's just something the candy, flower, and teddy bear corporation in order to boost sells during the Lull after Christmas. It isn't even really a holiday. We don't get school off and the postal service is burdened with having to deliver everything from Valentine's Cards to boxes with cream filled chocolate which will probably be thrown out or forgotten in a closet some where. I think it's time that we revolted against the man and did away with it at all. And a quick memo to all you girls who tell your boyfriends, "It's ok.. you don't have get me anything." Oh please! Just freaking tell him what you want so he can get it for you and save him the pain of having to hear you sniveling when he doesn't get what you really wanted. Be happy you have someone to give you stuff!! Geez! Now.. my Valentine's Poem:
A day when young eager hearts confess their secret love for one another.
Then in a single moment they are brutally rebuffed and spurned!
Tragically the fresh bud is ripped in two and then carelessly and maliciously thrown into a lifeless gutter.
There the heart will quiver and shudder in a violent profusion of never ending pain.
- Raivyn Fitzpatrick
This does not necesarrily reflect the authors true views of love nor does it hinder her desire to be loved. Thank you, you may now return to sanity.
Yes I hate Valentines Day! It's the stupidest holiday ever invented! I mean come on! It's just something the candy, flower, and teddy bear corporation in order to boost sells during the Lull after Christmas. It isn't even really a holiday. We don't get school off and the postal service is burdened with having to deliver everything from Valentine's Cards to boxes with cream filled chocolate which will probably be thrown out or forgotten in a closet some where. I think it's time that we revolted against the man and did away with it at all. And a quick memo to all you girls who tell your boyfriends, "It's ok.. you don't have get me anything." Oh please! Just freaking tell him what you want so he can get it for you and save him the pain of having to hear you sniveling when he doesn't get what you really wanted. Be happy you have someone to give you stuff!! Geez! Now.. my Valentine's Poem:
A day when young eager hearts confess their secret love for one another.
Then in a single moment they are brutally rebuffed and spurned!
Tragically the fresh bud is ripped in two and then carelessly and maliciously thrown into a lifeless gutter.
There the heart will quiver and shudder in a violent profusion of never ending pain.
- Raivyn Fitzpatrick
This does not necesarrily reflect the authors true views of love nor does it hinder her desire to be loved. Thank you, you may now return to sanity.


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