i'll tell you where you can put the goddamn heart box!!!
i hate Valentine's Day. someone described today as a day where love brings people closer together....
my ass it does.
i've felt an interesting mix of depression and pure rage all day. i'm pissed at myself for everything i even said today, let alone did. i grew a rose for someone and gave it to them today. this was the most beautiful rose i've ever seen, and i gave it to someone that probably didn't want it, or cares very much that i grew it myself and gave it to them.... i shouldn't have been a part of their life at all today, let alone do that.
i just hate the whole basis of the "holiday"- love is something that does not exist!!!! we think we feel love, but what the fuck do we know? especially me and my ilk- we're in bloody hich school, how do we know love? we spend our whole lives searching for this nonexistant thing.... and if, by chance, we do manage to prove it's existance, it will not be ours. we will just have to watch it from a distance, until it slowly drives us insane.
ok... i'm never drinking Starbucks late in the day again... that's usually what seems to spark these rant-a-paloozas that fly out of my ass once i get home...
but on a slightly less cynical note... Jon asked me out today. squee:)
my ass it does.
i've felt an interesting mix of depression and pure rage all day. i'm pissed at myself for everything i even said today, let alone did. i grew a rose for someone and gave it to them today. this was the most beautiful rose i've ever seen, and i gave it to someone that probably didn't want it, or cares very much that i grew it myself and gave it to them.... i shouldn't have been a part of their life at all today, let alone do that.
i just hate the whole basis of the "holiday"- love is something that does not exist!!!! we think we feel love, but what the fuck do we know? especially me and my ilk- we're in bloody hich school, how do we know love? we spend our whole lives searching for this nonexistant thing.... and if, by chance, we do manage to prove it's existance, it will not be ours. we will just have to watch it from a distance, until it slowly drives us insane.
ok... i'm never drinking Starbucks late in the day again... that's usually what seems to spark these rant-a-paloozas that fly out of my ass once i get home...
but on a slightly less cynical note... Jon asked me out today. squee:)