On this magnificent holiday, bred to appease the capitalist corporations and push the lonely one step closer to suicide, I would like to offer you – along with my heart, of course – a few of my favourite romantic items, virtually.
A song (WARNING: Contains hot semi-pornographic opening scene which *may* help you forget that whole breast-implant incident):
[What? Marilyn Manson is romantic…?]
[Because if you’re gonna fall in love, go big or not at all, man. And it doesn’t hurt to drop a bit of acid, either.]
But most of all…
“Marry yourself first and promise to never leave you.” – Sark
[Well, it’s just smart.]
So share some love today, peeps. Eat some chocolate. Drink some champagne. Laugh a little. Have some wild hot monkey sex with your favourite lover.
But only because the media tells you that you should. Tomorrow, it’s right back to being hateful.