Picture from The Used's "In Love and Death"
This is from 2005, so if you’re one of those readers who decides they know my current mental/emotional state based on what they read, please try to keep in mind that it’s seven years old and that you don’t know my mental/emotional state ever, unless you’re a very good friend of mine.
Ok…let me just first say that Valentine’s Day is stupid. For a lot of reasons. I’m going to tell you why.
First off, this “holiday” is completely overblown. It’s for girls and for Hallmark and nothing else. Let me assure you girls – guys don’t give a shit about Valentine’s Day.
Now, if you girls are in a relationship, or if you have someone taking you out tonight for Valentine’s Day, be thankful. Guys don’t want to go out for Valentine’s Day anymore than girls want to be alone for Valentine’s Day. If someone is taking you out, you should be that much more thankful, because it is strictly for you. Guys have to deal with spending a bunch of money on “sweet” shit that really does nothing for anyone.
They have to book reservations two weeks in advance if they want to go to a good restaurant. They have to put up with the overcrowded place, the jacked up prices, etc… just to make you happy. So please, be appreciative.
One of the shittiest things about Valentine’s Day is that it leaves single girls feeling self conscious and lonely, and that is bullshit. It’s roughly equivalent to how society is somehow able to make girls with amazing bodies feel fat. I sure as shit have no clue why you girls buy into this stuff, but you do, so hopefully there’s a guy out there who knows what you’re going through and will make you feel special. Isn’t that lovely? Yes, it is.
Anyway, if you don’t have a date for Valentine’s Day, you do not need to feel bad. If it were Tuesday, June 2nd, you wouldn’t feel bad that you didn’t have a date. If some guy who you weren’t interested in asked you out, you’d say “no” and go shopping, or go to the gym, or call the psychic hotline, or whatever it is that girls do when I’m not around. I usually assume that the world doesn’t revolve when I’m not in the picture, so I’m generally clueless as to how the fuck you spend your free time.