psycho_magnet

It's here. That day when that mythical little diaper wearing bastard comes meddling with peoples lives. It's one of those cathartic moments, when your eyes meet for the first time. Some say love, my moneys on the tequila. Whatever the reason, romance is in the air. Stop perpetuating the cliches of the social media, flowers, chocolate, diamonds, etc.... Do something that tells them you KNOW that person. Favorite out of print book, home cooked meals, flowers you have secretly growing in a greenhouse because you want her to know that you love her that much everyday.

I guess what I'm getting at is don't be fucking lazy, and put some effort in.



No, this doesn't count but you get points for the direct approach.

So whether you get struck by the arrow, or slapped upside the head with his dirty diaper, have a great Valentines all you freaky people.