I fucking hate Valentine's Day.
I have a history of having shitty luck on V-day, but this year takes the fucking cake. As some of you know, Finn -- AKA, the love of my life -- broke up with me last week, for keeps. And guess what's tomorrow, guys? That's right. FUCKING VALENTINE'S DAY. Last year, I broke up with my previous boyfriend, Josh, ON VALENTINE'S DAY. This year, I get to spend it licking the wounds of my breakup.
Aphrodite must have some kind of grudge against me.