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So this whole time i’ve been shunning tumblr because i thought it erased everything on my account. Turns out i had two accounts one of which was empty.

I’ve noticed that there is exactly 3 opinions towards valentines day. 1) the happy couple: The people that have somebody to enjoy the day with, be mad at, complain about, have sex with or whatever else makes them happy. 2) The downers: The people that verbally express their discontent for the holiday even if they “could care less about being single.” 3) The people who are indifferent: They go half the day without even realizing it is valentines day and forget that it is valentines day 2 hours after hearing that it is.

Truth is, there isn’t very many of those #3’s out there; most are 2’s pretending to be 3’s.  Everyone who has had someone incredibly special to spend valentines day with at one point in their lives reflects upon those days if that person(s) is not there anymore. Valentines day never really becomes a really special day until it becomes insignificant. Sure, its a massive commercial holiday, but that doesn’t change the fact that it makes us think and appreciate how happy we were at one point in our lives. And although this valentines day may be somewhat saddening to many, it reminds us that one day, once again, it just will be a regular day surrounded by an incredibly special person.

Well, Christmas/Birthday are over with (finally!). I always feel like i have to act happy during Christmas, even if I’m not, otherwise I look like an asshole. And year after year, i do eventually end up being that asshole. After being away from home for a few months for the first time, I come back and realize that nothing changes.  Everyone, everything, stays the same and that’s not going to change anytime soon.

I guess i better attempt to put up a smile for New Years ( aka. repetition of the same old shit)

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Well it’s four days until Christmas— technically, i guess now its three— and I’m still not feeling the “holiday spirit”. I’ve seen this to be a growing pattern over the years and it really is unfortunate. I used to love the holidays, being with my family and friends, and celebrating Christmas/new years. Over the past few years these feelings of joy have began to slowly dissipate around the the holidays, and it makes me sad in a way. I mean, I have every reason to be happy; Good grades, my family is getting along, lovely rainy weather, and good times with old friends. By all means i should be having a great winter vacation and enjoying the time i once considered precious, but i’m not, and i can’t figure out why. It all seems kinda pointless to me now. The tree, the lights, the pretentious social interactions with family and friends that we pretend to be enamored with once a year. 

I wanna go back. Back to the time when i enjoyed this season; to a time when being happy was as simple as just… being happy. A time when i would get excited for the holidays and not have to pretend to myself that i am. That’s what i really want for Christmas, the feeling of Christmas.

But i guess all things do happen for a reason, and ultimately, all good things come to an end.