Valentine's Day is all about love, couples, romance... the works. But you're single as a motha this v-day, and this is how it feels:
That's right. Gonna spend the whole day spreading love to... no one... even though you've been fantasizing about your crush FOREVER.
No valentine from bae though... actually, not a single valentine... ugh.
Wait.. there was that one guy though.
Slam that door shut. NO THANK YOU. You keep the giant bunny though. Wait one more time, what about...
Alright, forget it. At this point, being single is really preferable to the other options. Chocolate never lets you down anyway.
Can this stop being like in front of your face, or?
Gets you daydreaming about your crush again.
This just in, a text from your friend about this cute thing her boyfriend did for her.
Finally, you repent.
Those losers convince you that Valentine's Day is ridiculous anyway. You have each other, and that's what matters.
You go celebrate your newfound state of mind together.
At the end of the day, you realize that it's perfectly fine to say:







































