Yesterday was valentine's day. I've always loved the holiday, love, chocolate and most importantly the enjoyment of watching others hearts break. The misery of valentine's day is satisfying, yes, I sound psychotic. In my defense, it's really funny. Every girl expects something and the lucky ones get that something. It's the most perfect day for every form of heartbreak.
Love is tragic, that's what I love about it. I love tragedy, I mean look at me, I've built myself around the idea of being tragic. Love is the most painful emotion and on valentine's day it brings its battalion. I love how unperfect it is, when love is supposed to be perfect, it is the complete opposite. Hearts break far too easily. It's enjoyable to say the least.
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