You start singing that dreadful Mariah Carey song as soon as the last turkey slice is cut and surprise surprise you actually own It’s A Wonderful Life.
It has been four months, seventeen days, and five hours since he died.
Be the girlfriend he wants to have. Be the girlfriend I never was. Never let him go, because I’m telling you he is worth every tear, every petty fight, every sleepless night, every pain and heartache.
When I was dating my last significant other, if he didn’t want to take that public speaking class with me or try a new church, it literally never occurred to me to just go on my own and take that opportunity to meet some new people and explore a potential new interest. Now I do it all the time.
The Valentine’s Day cards you find at the store have to be broad and generic in order to sell as many as possible. That’s great for their bottom line, but not so good for you if you need something very specific.
This Valentine’s Day, I’m single. Last Valentine’s Day, I was single. The Valentine’s Day before that….you guessed it…I was single.
Chris Hudspeth reminds everyone how there is nothing wrong with shunning human contact this V-day.
I’m just curious because this year I’ve noticed the holiday is over saturated in a different sense… Maybe it’s like this every year and I’ve never noticed but this February I’ve seen more Valentine’s Day content related to SINGLE PEOPLE…
Have you been single since you were a fetus? Did someone break your heart, which is made of burnt toast? Maybe a guy with Ryan Gosling vibes who could have intelligent conversations with you about Mad Men took your number because he wanted to take you out for steak but never texted you back.
Chris Hudspeth: You’re basically the awkward but hot person every Gen Y is desperately trying to emulate.