I hate seeing the happiness of others.
It makes me want to puke.
The twisted way people use each other and find an excuse to be with someone this time of year makes me sick.
Everything romantic, everywhere I look. It's fake, yet people eat that **** up.
They regurgitate the same old stuff, nothing new under the sun.
"I love you" and "I need you", what a joke.
The fire comes quickly and the weak will leave each other.
The hard times will come and people will find a way to excuse themselves from trying any more.
Couples will fight, disagree, and not be as romantic as they used to be.
Valentine's day will be long gone and reality will kick in.
The cold truth is that relationships aren't easy.
It requires time and energy, it requires giving without getting, it requires putting up with the *******.
But even if you do everything right, even if you are the best someone could ask for, it has to be mutual.
You can love with all your heart and still get hurt.
You can give everything you have and still be betrayed.
You can be honest and loyal and still be lied to and cheated on.
No matter what you do you can't control who you're with.
So **** Valentines, let them have their fun, because in the end, it's just a fairy tale.
A made up idea that life and romance can be perfect.