The Feast of Saint Valentine, Martyr.
Love. A blip on the screen on involuntary human response, a hiccough of emotion compared to envy, hatred, lust. And who was this Saint Valentine, a bishop, Roman, second century. Got his head cut off--ouch--for marrying lovers against his emperor's decree. You see, Claudius the Second thought men made better warriors unmarried. Love drains of our strength. And you say that love conquers all? Not for me. Not for you, Saint Valentine, Not for any of the heartbroken. Just say no to love. A book and an electric blanket will give you more satisfaction every time. Never give them your heart.
Love robs of our senses, twists our souls, takes us beyond hope, wounds us beyond cure. Still, we must have it.
Happy Saint Valentine's Day. Long Island Ice Tea's are in order. Again, and again, and again.
Love. A blip on the screen on involuntary human response, a hiccough of emotion compared to envy, hatred, lust. And who was this Saint Valentine, a bishop, Roman, second century. Got his head cut off--ouch--for marrying lovers against his emperor's decree. You see, Claudius the Second thought men made better warriors unmarried. Love drains of our strength. And you say that love conquers all? Not for me. Not for you, Saint Valentine, Not for any of the heartbroken. Just say no to love. A book and an electric blanket will give you more satisfaction every time. Never give them your heart.
Love robs of our senses, twists our souls, takes us beyond hope, wounds us beyond cure. Still, we must have it.
Happy Saint Valentine's Day. Long Island Ice Tea's are in order. Again, and again, and again.
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