Last year, I tried to skirt around this whole mushy issue because to be frank, Valentine’s is just not my type of day. And after seeing a lot of people making googly eyes and carrying flowers and all that romantic shitshattery last night, I swore to myself that I will avoid densely populated places forever. (Take note of that statement because this is where my downward spiral to cat persondom shall have begun.)
Anyway, don’t worry, my aversion is not directed towards you because I know you were crying in your living room last night while pigging out on a tub of vegan chocolate ice cream while listening to Adele.
