Valentine's Day

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I've never paid that much attention to Valentine's Day. It's a day like any other and I don't really enjoy it. Maybe because I don't really have anyone who will make me a breakfast like the one above? Maybe.

As far as I remember, I've only been with someone on V-Day twice. And since I was younger than I am now, I look back and scoff at that fact and wish I had had no V-Day celebration instead of what I did have when I was with someone. Which was... pretty much nothing. I've never had a thoughtful Valentine's Day card, I've never had a proper date, even. No dinner and a movie for me. No red rose. Boo hoo.

I agree, V-Day is a commercialized "holiday" where you stress out because you don't know what to give your boo. And yes, I could also give that argument, I don't need a specific day to tell someone I love them or to give them a gift. Or, even, the other argument, I don't have no one to celebrate it with. I know. I agree. But a little breakfast would be nice.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Sexy: V-Day meaning a day spent in the bathtub and the Joss Stone concert tomorrow!

Unsexy: The feeling of something not being enough.

96 days to the John Mayer concert.

Bisou, bisou *