Roses are Red...
Contrary to what you may think by the end of reading this post, I am not bitter, alone, nor live with 37 cats. Actually, Im cupid’s biggest cheerleader. I live for the hopeless romance Hollywood movies sell us, and I will probably get heartbroken many times in my journey to find my knight in shining armor. Yet, I admit that I am against Valentine’s Day and everyone who obsesses over it. Yes, there are girls that actually HATE Valentine’s Day.
Date Night
Who? What? Where?
Call me crazy, but I happen to believe that love and friendship should be celebrated and expressed on a daily basis. Why do we need an assigned day to buy flowers and chocolates when you can do that any given day? There is just too much pressure placed on February 14th. It’s all about who’s your “valentine,” where did he take you, and what did he give you? I’ve seen people get so caught up that they forget the most important thing that day signifies: Love.
Love Ink
Love Money Can’t Buy
Every year Valentine’s Day is less about the love and more about material things. I refuse to give in to the commercialization of yet another American tradition and get in the running to compete with millions of other couples to prove my appreciation for someone. A gift, a date or a card won’t define my love for anyone. If I love you, you’ll know it every day, holiday or not.
All photos were taken by Isamar Batista.
