I do not believe in Valentine's Day. I have stood by this contention over the years whether I have been single or in a relationship and will continue to do so. What do I believe in? I firmly believe that if you care about someone - romantic or otherwise - that you should make sure that they know on a regular basis, not just because of some arbitrary, obligatory holiday. I think people should say, "Hey, it's Wednesday and I think you're fucking fabulous, let's celebrate!" I don't like anything that is forced and unnatural...just let it flow...buy something because it made you think of that person, go to dinner because you thought they'd like that restaurant, send a card or hell even a text message just because. I believe you should tell someone who matters to you - just that, just because. It's always nice to hear.
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| Without hope or agenda - love it. |
Here's something to believe in: "Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days." Thank you, Bull Durham. Happy Valentine's Day.
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