He kisses her at stoplights

I think that the worst thing about this holiday is that a lot of people only have a few good ones in their lifetime.

This is finally one of my years.

He is fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. I sometimes wonder if God carved his arms out to perfectly fit around me. He makes me sit and just continually laugh in disbelief in my amazing fortune.

My friends say that if I was a boy, I would be him. How on earth did I possibly run into this person?

I love him because he makes me love myself more than I have in a long time. He likes curves. That is still a mystery to me.

But at what point does love become love? I think that we have been fighting that question, and will continue to fight that question for the rest of eternity, because it is different for everyone. I have decided that for me, obsession is an infatuation with unearthly realism.

And love is the realization that I have something real that is not from this world.

I hope that you are not anti-valentine's day. No, it did not originally start off as a hallmark holiday. It started off because there was love. It didn't mean to become such a taboo holiday. That is people's fault. We take such a pure thing as love, and we slam it with hammers to try to make it fit a certain shape. We get angry at it, and deny it's very existence when we search for it too hard.

Don't do that. I am sorry if it sucks for you this year. But I want you to know, though you may not believe me,

Everyone has a favorite Valentine's day.
And Katt, I want you to know, I finally changed my password. Yes, it may just be love.