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A few years back, someone posted on their LJ that single people shouldn't be bitter on Valentine's and went off on a obnoxiously self-indulgent tear about it.
Now, just after breaking up, please allow me to say FUCK THAT! I'm thrilled when people find someone they love and they can settle down and make babies or butt babies. But to those of you who look down your nose and tell us that we'll find that special guy or girl, PLEASE go fuck yourselves. We don't need it. We don't need your consolation and we don't need you chipper words. We don't need to constantly hear about your relationship updates on LJ, Facebook or Twitter. In fact, fuck you and fuck your significant fucking other. It's all going to fall apart for you two anyway. Either through cheating, boredom, or a nasty and unexpected case of the herp. Or worse yet, the love will wither and die and you'll be stuck together out of fear and paralysis. So shove your smug love up your ass and realize we all die alone and afraid. In fact fuck you, fuck your dog, fuck your sister and fuck that little tisk-tisk you're doing now cause you think it'll never happen to you. IT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU! So please, FUCK OFF!
Not that I'm bitter or anything.
Oh, and please buy Valentine's Day cards and support the printing industry. Nothing says "I don't love you" more than an e-card
Now, just after breaking up, please allow me to say FUCK THAT! I'm thrilled when people find someone they love and they can settle down and make babies or butt babies. But to those of you who look down your nose and tell us that we'll find that special guy or girl, PLEASE go fuck yourselves. We don't need it. We don't need your consolation and we don't need you chipper words. We don't need to constantly hear about your relationship updates on LJ, Facebook or Twitter. In fact, fuck you and fuck your significant fucking other. It's all going to fall apart for you two anyway. Either through cheating, boredom, or a nasty and unexpected case of the herp. Or worse yet, the love will wither and die and you'll be stuck together out of fear and paralysis. So shove your smug love up your ass and realize we all die alone and afraid. In fact fuck you, fuck your dog, fuck your sister and fuck that little tisk-tisk you're doing now cause you think it'll never happen to you. IT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU! So please, FUCK OFF!
Not that I'm bitter or anything.
Oh, and please buy Valentine's Day cards and support the printing industry. Nothing says "I don't love you" more than an e-card