Alright, here it is, ladies and gentlemen, my post valentines day blitz!!! Brought to you by all the miserable unloved people out there. (not really. It's just me.)
I have a very special love/hate relationship with valentines day. Actually, I have two very special love/hate relationships with valentines day. Two you ask? Let me explain.
I wear a lot of black, I'm slightly socially awkward, my friends call me eccentric. Various bits of metal are strewn across my skin and I cut and dye my own hair. I like the occasional sad song, like Madeline or Lonely Day, specifically because they're sad. I enjoy bitter, angry metal or rock songs like Love me Dead or The Unthinking Majority because I'm often bitter or angry.
However, there is a separate side to my personality. (no, I am not a schkitzo)
I am a hopeless romantic. I have dreamed up a thousand different ways to meet a hundred different men of my dreams. I have an innate joy that shows through regardless of how I'm really feeling. I am unique and excited to live, love and explore. I wear sweet victorian corsets and gauntlets, dreaming of a fantastical dark love that I'm destined for.
On occasion I wait at my register for some handsome artist to come by, purchase my favorite bouquet from the flower stand, and hand it straight back when I finish bagging his purchase.
Yup. Two sides of one funky mirror. Tell your attractive, artistic gentlemen friends.
The angry, gothy side of my personality hates valentines day, just like it's supposed to, just as you would expect. But that angry goth side also loves to HATE valentines day. I enjoy being miserable during such a holiday. It just feels so fulfilling, I suppose. I'm fulfilling my pleasure for angry songs and sad songs. I'm fulfilling my obsession with tears. And that feels good.
The romantic, however, is different. I hate valentines day because I never have a valentine. That romantic desperately wants to be loved by some special man. And she HATES to see all the lovey doveys that populate the holiday. Why should mediocre personalities like those have love when there is a deeply romantic character over here who's got nothing!? No fair. BUT valentines day is all about love. And what romantic can deny true love?
I love it like Christian did love Satine, and like Amelie does love Nino, and like Helena might one day love Valentine.
All you need is love.
link of the day: http://www.onesentence.org/
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Thanks for dropping by and commenting on my 'trees'.
Abby from NCIS cured me of any negative notions I used to harbour about Goths.
When people like you and Abby (yeah, yeah, I know she was playing a character) can bring a smile to the face of an 'average-joe', then life can't be all that black ...
I definitely share your ambivalent feelings towards Valentine's Day. I, too, was a serious Romantic at heart, and spent many February 14s being angry/wistful/jealous/disdainful because I didn't have anyone to share it with. When the Mr. and I first started dating we kind of made a point of ignoring the day as a way of combating a "Hallmark holiday" and kind of sneering at the commercial side of it. I have to admit, though, that had he come in the door with flowers and chocolate, I wouldn't have minded!
BTW -- I love Moulin Rouge -- There is something very infectious and true about that story, even with all of its craziness which verges on the tacky and garish. And some people think it's cheap but I think that the use of pop music to mimic the poetry of the world's greatest poet was a stroke of brilliance. All you need is love, indeed.
Aw girl, let me tell 'ya, this love thing is WILDLY over rated (shhh, don't tell hubby). Let me whisper in your ear.. excitement and passion with sprinkles of flitation beats "love" hands down every time.
Now remember, I never wrote this, okay? Someone stole my password and put this here without my say so.
And for what it's worth? When you find him at your door, I am certain he is going to be far from disappointed. (Wink)
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