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Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 14, 2008

SAD

Single Awareness Day.

That's it. No Valentine included. It's those three words right there. I am overjoyed at the amount of candy involved, but I'm right there with you, caroline. Hate this day.

zac bought katlyn 12, count them 12!!! carnations. And a white gold necklace(gorgeous btw). And christo got caitlin a huge, I mean huge box of candy. GINORMOUS!
And people kept talking about all these gifts and stuff and how sweet it was and awe...

I cannot tell you how many times I heard that small, little, annoying syllable uttered today. Mostly by hannah(ugh). I hate the whole idea of this day! It's hallmark created to earn money. It's not a real holiday based on anything real. It's based off of a priest(later saint) named Valentine that wed people that weren't allowed to be married. I think this Valentine fellow is completely bs. A fictional character developed in the minds of evil people. People that were definitely in relationships and in love.

Here's to those people and that stupid idea:

Holiday


that day is here

that dreadful
day of poems being
told, hugs being given, kisses
being shared--

that day. that once
a year day that haunts
those not in 'the circle':

lovers, daters, secret
admirers

those people, we wound
with ribbons and pretty
little bows with
sweet pink
hearts tied with string

we fed them chocolate
until there were
no more little candy hearts
that taste like cherry cough
medicine

it's that day of
unrealistic
lies

a profitable holiday(if
even deserving of such a
title) for makers of bouqets and
packers of chocolates
and writers of cards:

artificially heart-shaped, filled
with sappy poems, I
love yous and big wet
kisses

that day is here of
self-pity and
loathe of shattering, crumbling
confidence

a fulfiller of sins: lust,
wrath, vanity,
sloth, greed, gluttony,
envy

that day of all seven
of these formidable things--
all rolled in one pink
white and red

"holiday"


that sounds bad, doesn't it? It sounds like I'm a cynical freak. Cynical? On occasion. A freak? sometimes. Both in one? I didn't think so, maybe I am. Maybe I'm completely against anyone in love. Maybe I hate the idea. I don't think I do. I'm pretty sure, as a matter of fact. I just hate the day, this day. I hate SAD. Why do you think so many people commit suicide?

HUH?

Why?

because it's a sucky day.

lovingly yours *smile innocently*,
♥Heather