My Valentine's day.

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I spent the weekend with my best friend because it was his birthday party the day before valentines. Basically  the day was filled with a hemorrhaging hangover, sore feet, and tasty but boiling oven hot pizza. While I am one of those peeps who criticize valentines and don't pay mind to it, I still felt a sinking feeling deep inside me through seeing other couples frolicking at the mall. I guess we all do, no matter how we try to deny it, no matter how many bad experiences we've had with love, it's human nature to want to procreate.

Otherwise I spent the afternoon up all night playing arkham city, which was fun. I love Batman and especially Mister J.

Anyone else feel that as aspiring comic creators our future love lives seem quite grim? I mean, most of my relationships up to this point have ended due to the fact that I can only spare so much time away from work (even though I'm an amateur haha) to contribute to the relationship. But the guilt of prioritizing work over love always led me to distance myself from work to the point of threatening my goals, which ends up putting me in a position of resentment towards my partner. It's a horrible thing, and it's what makes monsters, especially out of men. I saw myself slowly becoming that guy who treats his girlfriend like sh*t because of my resentment going into a snow ball effect. Now I'm afraid of getting into a normal relationship for I might bend into a twisted shadow of myself.

Love corrupts. Or at least a fake version does.

Death Parade was my valentines day, that and Kingdom Hearts.