I hate valentines day ! It sucks acne ass ! I mean it really is made up so that clinton can slowly get out of the credit crunch... like a contigency for zeitgiests such as these. Love, boyfriend... Im actually a social retard and have no social understanding of reading any signs of fuck off I dont fucking like you, why cant people just be real and just say "leave me alone!"

That way is better than not texting back !

So Im still drunk but hey, Im gonna ramble about this institutionalized love fest of unrequited funny delusional day of " love".

Maybe if I fall in love again Ill think different, but even bk then I was like, don't get me flowers, by me a synth and not today, buy me one next week, cause you saw it and you thought of me, not because some system has forced you to amplify or magnify your feelings and push them on me, pueke....

I mean come on aren't those restaurents with heart balloons a suffocating heliem hell pit, and all those kissing couples on the street will get chased by me shouting get a room.

 Ill be in the studio slitting my wrists and bleeding on the mixing desk whilst I write my last song, "valentine sucks acne ass"

Now dont get me wrong, love is a beautiful thing but me.... Im a women of spontaneous, crazy, unexpected, slightly dirty, funny, strange, can I quite get you, love. BAD. Probably why Im single.... ha ha. But I need the material to write songs. I need the pain. Blissful happiness gets boring doesnt it, or does it mean a normal existence.

I wander if Ill get any cards, I got some flowers the other day from someone, my favourite flowers too, lillies, that was sweet, and this guy on the street, went to the flower shop next door and got me a rose... I was like can I have an omnichord... please, its just round the corner..... he laughed and asked " whats an omnichord" in disgust I didnt fancy him anymore, " whats an ominchord..... see ya!" Just kidding, no Im not, thats what I thought in my head.... he was lovely but an omichord, an ominchord.....



I mean come on my boobs are quite nice... juicy and firm... he he

OOhhh....  any way love each other but don't be clouded by valentines day.

Love is what you do every day, working through the tough times, and giving to that person in those special times, illness, when they have bad breath, when they are arrogant and complicated, when you see a moment in a bundle a solid, like a painting you loved at the art gallery, now for sale, and you decide to buy it to maximise on that moment you had 2 years ago, or a song, or forgiveness! , or following your heart and just kissing them out of the blew on a wall because you want to.... 

Not a day where you give someone a card and then fuck off and be useless for the rest of the yr...

Happy valentines acne ass day !