v-day rant
Not ranting because I'm single and bitter. Just every year on this day I remember how I blew around $300 to fly out to you, yeah the you - the one I was going to marry, and you blew me off on our date. Only much later did I find out you were helping a best friend that turned out to be a room mate that you never told me about, that was also female, move out of your house. You helped her move out with your penis. But it didn't matter because you didn't love her like you loved me.
THAT is why I am bitter on this day.