aaaah, another excuse to kiss the asses of our loved ones.
and if you’re single; it’s just another day for you to complain about how much you hate your life.
think about it though you were fine you’re whole life up until middle school when you realize you won’t be getting a valentines day card from every kid in your class or even a goody bag filled with a crap-load of candy for your teeth to rot with.
i am in no way bitter towards this holiday, mind you, it’s still cute regardless.
in all honesty though, i don’t feel that there needs to be a certain day for you to tell the person that you’re ‘in love’ with that you love them.
if you do love them you should tell them everyday!
call me whatever else you want but, in all honesty nobody has any reason NOT to like me. especially since i am one of the nicest people ever. for a second i almost for got i was a senior in highschool going on to college because of all the immature post in my form spring. it’s like you all expect to get a crazy like “who the fuck are you? ill fight you” reaction out of me. and if i wasnt somebody who expected to get disgusting comments or questions, i obviously wouldn’t have one. soo thanks for the attempt whoever you are in trying to hurt me. :3
The word “taphephobia” comes from the Greek “taphos” meaning “grave” + “phobia” from the Greek “phobos” meaning “fear” = literally, fear of the grave, or fear of being put in the grave while still alive.
14564.) We've been best friends for what? Like five years? I feel like you don't care about me as much as I care for you. I feel like EVERY TIME somebody new comes around, you abandon me. It already happened twice, and it's happening again, right now.