Omg, shoosh.
Last week I saw a post about being alone on Valentine’s Day. It had like 900 notes. It probably has 2,000 notes or some shit right now because Tumblr has a whole community of whingers about being alone. I’ve been there, I know.
Ahem, it’s a whole freaking month away and you’re already whining about being a loner. Damn… Eager much? Last week, I didn’t even remember February revolved around this day.
Last week, I was also chatting to one of my close friends about significant others. She was telling me how all her friends were pressuring her to get some male companionship. I told her that her friends are fucking idiots for making her think that a boy is what completes us. A significant other should not be our source of happiness. I was an idiot for thinking so. And not to mention that we are still only teenagers and have a whole lifetime ahead of us to find love. Only if that’s what you want.
And guess what? I got through to her and she’s feeling good about herself! Nothing better than lifting a friend up when they’re feeling down.
Anyways, since I’m on the topic of Valentines Day… I hate it. I got asked out 2 years in a row and I’m thanking the lorrrrrrrd that I have no one that likes me at the moment so that ensures me that no one will ask me out this year either.
Boys are a hassle. DW, I STILL LOVE BOYZ.
