In a similar pattern to Rylan, I plan to spend Valentine's Day alone this year. Not that it's any different from any other day, it doesn't even qualify as a real holiday. "Love" is something that doesn't exist after all, and Valentine's Day is just something created by Hallmark to sell cards and gifts, and to make money from, and they just take pleasure in giving couples a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. It's pathetic. Feeling good because your partner gave you a gift which if they really wanted to show they appreciate you, they would've given you anyway. Why do you need some stupidly named day to do something like that?
This baby project is stupid, too, and I'm about to slice the damn thing open and tip it out onto Mr. Cooper's desk. But I hope it will make you people realise that all dating and relationships are is a long and pointless way to lead up to procreation, and furthering the human race.
Which before you start making your jokes, I'm not. Thanks.
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Sometimes I wonder what happened to my heart. And then I realised every time I gave a part of it to someone, they always broke it. That can only happen so many times before you no longer have a heart to give.
My baby took what was left of it away when it died. I guess now when people ask me if I have a heart, I can honestly answer that I don't.