I HATE FUCKING VALENTINE'S DAY!

I hate fucking Valentine's Day. I think I had a date on Valentine's Day maybe... three, possibly four times... So, because I am very unlucky in love, I celebrate by mourning all those jilted in love... and I have a moment with my first true love... Guinness. I have a couple o'pints and drink it down... Guinness hasn't done me wrong ever... Well, maybe it has. If I have tooo much, I feel like shit in the morning. I also wear all black with my "Up Yours!" hat, because..well, you know, I hate fucking Valentine's Day. I am not going to go into any of the commericalism or any of that... I won't go into the fact I was in line for like like days at Wal-mart as stupid little kids bought those damn little Valentine's to give to their damn class that picture whatever stupid kids like at the moment... I think this year it was??? Hell, I don't even care! I won't talk about all those fucking diamond commcerials trying to make me spend $50,000 on my girlfriend (that I don't have) this fucking Valentine's Day... Fuck Valentine's Day! Fuck it to hell! I am done.