Don't get me wrong. I'm a romantic--hopelessly so. I want nothing more than to be swept off my feet by a beautiful man on horseback. Someone should work on that. I hate Valentine's Day because it ruins love for me. It ruins romance. I hate the fact that my dad says he "can't forget to buy mom flowers on Sunday." Yuck. Valentine's Day creates chores for people who are supposedly in "love." Tell me you love me on a Thursday. Tell me I'm beautiful on a day other than when Hallmark makes you feel guilty for doing anything but doting. That's why I'm a hopeless romantic in the first place.
Today, I'm making cookies, eating ice cream, and watching a chick flick. I will fully enjoy this holiday the same way I cope with the other depressing days in my life. Happy S.A.D., world.
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