Happy Hate Day

Oh vivid, valerous Valentine's day. Good day to you.

Mother's day, father's day, children's day, christmas and the list goes on forever did not seem to satisfy he ever so hungry business men of this world. So of course they decided, as so many times before, to take another beloved thing and rape it violently while pouring molten semen into it's throat. This time they went with love. Of course! how did we not see the possibilities to exploit.

Now, I have two problems about this god-forsaken abomination of a holiday.
Number one: That it's a corporate holiday made for moneymaking
Number two: THAT NO ONE CAN SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT IT.(I know, I'm feeding the troll by writing this)

Seriously! This hell's day grants inferior stupid people the illusion of love causing them to even more confuse all their physical relations with love as well as causing them to say atrocious things such as: "I will never leave you" or " I will love you til' the end". GOD I HATE YOU !

I Fucking despise the cynic singles during this day. They cannot shut up about how horrible this holiday is and blah blah blah. Hey I got a fucking suggestion for you: Kill yourself and your fucking family, you'll be doing the world and yourself a huge favour.

cynic single: Oh noes me so sad, me no have booty to hump and me no induced by feelings of perpetual love

me:HEY! I got news for you, mister. Go fuck yourself, love doesn't fucking exist!


Fucking wake up people!

people: oh now he's saying all those """controversial""" things again. Hah! he'll understand when he finds his true love, he'll see that he was misguided by rage and jealousy.


me: OH YEAH, THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING SAID ABOUT GROWING UP AS WELL. I SEE THEM ALL AROUND ME, GROWN UP AND NUMBED. BUT I'M STILL ALIVE, I MADE IT THUS FAR


and I'm not fucking stupid, of course I have experienced those feelings people call love. And so I know how you could see yourself "in love" with someone. So then, if I've felt it, how come I don't believe in love? well, it's simple, love is unselfish, we are not. Love is something to be strived for and awed but nothing that could possibly exist...


So from now on I declare the February 14 a dead day, along with December 24, December 31, and the list goes on

Thank you, society...thank you for killing yet another day.

Valentine....I fucking hate you, there, I said it, how does that make you feel feel you fucking bitch.


adieu - February 14th: Hate-day

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