“So today I was in Hallmark buying my mom a Happy Birthday card when I noticed this old man standing in front of the Valentines card section contemplating which one to get. I decide to go over and I ask him “Are you getting a Valentine’s Day for your wife?” in which he replies “No my wife died 3 years ago from breast cancer but I still buy her roses and a card and bring them to her grave to prove to her that she was the only one that will ever have my heart”
I got an activity pad from my mother, a gift card to Starbucks from my step dad, and my boyfriend (considering we couldn’t see each other today because we live forty five minutes away and I have work tonight) sent me:
“Being in love with someone is literally being addicted to them. When you see someone you love your brain releases dopamine which is the chemical that triggers happiness and orgasms. Ha so we are officially addicted to each other.”
I love that goof ball. He really is considered one of my addictions, but honestly, I am in love with him. Happy seven months my love! (although you will never see this)
and happy seven months to Ryan and I!!! I have work tonight and a bunch of school work, so we’ll celebrate everything tomorrow. As for you all, I hope your day is absolutely fabulous and if you’re single, dude, whatever. Valentine’s day is honestly pointless. My friend and I decided that it was created to make couples feel special and everyone else feel shitty.
I need to get ready for this shit day, later y’all!