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How was everyone’s Valentine’s Day? Sometimes, holidays or birthdays and the-like can be built up to the point where you end up feeling a let down. Like the disappointing birthday card in Cards Against Humanity. And then maybe you have a fight. Anybody have a V-Day like that? And then you inevitably try to talk to your significant other about what went wrong…

And sometimes, instead of a resolution, you come to an impasse like this:

WANT YOU TO APOLOGIZE

Nope. That is not a real apology.

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Get yer chocolate ready and start yer engines! It’s nearly lovin’ time!

puts up with you

Ah, romance. Another year of love.

 


Starting to itch yet? VD is almost upon us!

You must be on birth control.

 

Batten down the hatches, lonely people! It’s going to be a stormy weekend.


Happy Tuesday! How many of you are city dwellers? The struggle is real.

Working in the City

Dating outside your borough? Look at your life, look at your choices.


That’s right. Five whole days until it’s impossible to get a restaurant table. And forget getting seen with any of your new friends, making Saturday plans on Valentine’s Day just adds a whole new level of complicated to a casual or pre-what-are-we-conversation relationship. Best avoided. I recommend volunteering to babysit for your coupled-and-progenied friends!

And there’s this.

Spending every moment with you

 


Happy Valentine’s Day! One year ago today this little blog was born. And what a year it’s been! I couldn’t have done it, quite literally, without all of you. Thank you for your quotes and your input! Hopefully we’ve all had a chance to laugh at some cringe-worthy memories and make them a little less painful.

Coming up in 2014 we’ve got some big plans for Things My Ex Said! Stay tuned for guest artists, new levels of horrible exes, and so much more. But first, in honor of the Day of Love, here is the grossest, weirdest, least romantic quote I may have ever read.

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The non sequitur. The presumption. The….herpes. Who is this person, and how do we keep him from ever telling someone she is “going to have to learn to love” his herpes, ever again? Listen, guy: It doesn’t matter which hole you’re aiming for. Keep that diseased stick and it’s entitled attitude zipped up.

Nobody is going to learn to love your herpes until you love yourself. Happy Valentine’s Day!



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