Another year, another Sexhaver Day. The most ERfuel day of the year when couples flood the streets outside and you can barely go anywhere without being reminded of how fucking lonely you are in comparison to the rest of the world. The day of sexhavers with chad getting to fuck as many toilets as his ape brain desires, while all I get to do is rot indoors drowning my sorrows away. Why is it that everyone else gets to be happy and fulfilled in life even without trying, while I can't derive any shred of happiness from anything I do no matter how hard I try?? When the fuck will it be my turn for some happiness in life?! Genuinely hope that these sexhavers have a terrible Valentine's day this year.
