So, as I'm sure you're all aware today is the dreaded Valentine's day. The day when all us single people get to look even more longingly than normal at those special people that make are pulses quicken and feel funny things in our guts. The day when some of us stop being cowards and let our feelings be told while the majority of us sit in silent agony when those people go up to their biggest crushes and tell them how they feel while we sit in the side lines looking at the ones we wish we could do the same to.
Ah, what it is to be a coward. What it is to be afraid of your own feels and of rejection. Ah. ah.
Love is probably the most complex thing that I, conveniently, know nothing about. So where normally would go some, what I would hope actually normally is, quirky anecdote is only this: We all need to pull our socks up, us cowardly souls who are too afraid to crush ourselves again in this cruel world. We must take the world by the scruff of it's neck and yell to it "I LOVE YOU". We must climb to the top of the tallest mountains and yell "LOVE ME, PLEASE" because it's always important to be polite. We must journey to the depths of the ocean and softly whisper "why can't you see how much I love you". We must do this all next year on this date and everyday in between until we at last succeed and are no long fated to live out our days in a roomy bungilo with too many cats.
Good luck, my friends, and keep on loving as a silent individual. Longing to show your feelings. Waiting for the right moment that never comes.
Ah, what it is to be a coward. What it is to be afraid of your own feels and of rejection. Ah. ah.
Love is probably the most complex thing that I, conveniently, know nothing about. So where normally would go some, what I would hope actually normally is, quirky anecdote is only this: We all need to pull our socks up, us cowardly souls who are too afraid to crush ourselves again in this cruel world. We must take the world by the scruff of it's neck and yell to it "I LOVE YOU". We must climb to the top of the tallest mountains and yell "LOVE ME, PLEASE" because it's always important to be polite. We must journey to the depths of the ocean and softly whisper "why can't you see how much I love you". We must do this all next year on this date and everyday in between until we at last succeed and are no long fated to live out our days in a roomy bungilo with too many cats.
Good luck, my friends, and keep on loving as a silent individual. Longing to show your feelings. Waiting for the right moment that never comes.
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