- Jul 10, 2018
Let's face it. Valentine's Day is for winners. People who are REALLY loved. When you go back to your fucking cubicle tomorrow, that hole in the cubicle next to you. Yeah, you know her name, she doesn't know yours. That bitch. She has someone who really loves and cares for her. She's gonna get a single red rose, she's gonna get wined and dined to the tune of $200 from Brad. She's gonna get that kiss goodnight, and then some. And what are you gonna do? You're gonna go home, and look at that Beretta 9 mm you bought 2 months ago, with mismatched ammo, because you are so much of a fuckup you can't even get the details of suicide right. And then you'll and stare at it, as you browse incels.is, and watch 'the Bachelor' for no reason other than to feel more incredibly pained and lonely than how you already are.