wooopdido and all that jazz..
i think valentines is bullshit, couples don’t need a day a year to show each other they love each other.. they have 365 days a year to do so..
stores filled up with ballons and teddies and cards enough overly sweet stuff to make you feel physically and mentally close to vomitting..
some might say, that if i had a boyfriend i couldn’t care less about what i am writing now.. if i did have a boyfriend, sure he giving me a rose or something would’ve been sweet, but i’d rather he give to me on a random day, randomly just as a surprise
and the day isn’t all lovely you know:
On the morning of Thursday, February 14, 1929 St. Valentine’s Day, six members of the “Bugs” Moran gang and Dr. Reinhardt H. Schwimmer were lined up against the rear inside wall of the garage of the SMC Cartage Company (2122 North Clark Street) in the Lincoln Park neighborhood of Chicago’s North Side. They were then shot and killed by the men, possibly members of Capone’s gang, possibly “outside talent”, most likely a combination of both. Two of the men were dressed as Chicago police officers, and the others were dressed in long trenchcoats, according to witnesses who saw the “police” leading the other men at gunpoint out of the garage (part of the plan). When one of the dying men, Frank Gusenberg, was asked who shot him, he replied, “I’m not gonna talk – nobody shot me.” Capone himself had arranged to be on vacation in Florida.
have you ever thought about that, and the origin is all about matyrs dying.. yeah..
Happy fricking valentines day..
i’d rather watch my bloody valentine tbh.. at least it has the fit Jensen Ackles in it
Trevor has said he’d be my valentine for the day tho, gonna have an epic skype chat later on..
and then the next step in not celebrating this nauseating day is waffle party with the norwegians and a few others.. mhm..
anyway.. i’d best stop before i piss people off with my negative attitude to lovedovey days..