It is valentine’s day for the full hammer. And you have not purchased gaveblomster or a hjertegaveæske, smoking you out of friendships, relationships or other relationships.
today is a real ‘whipped cream with a cherry on top’-day. It is the day when the nannies are being hired in everywhere, and in droves, for now we must walk in love. But only in the day.
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With a large dose of irony and a good bit of bræklyde and sicilian mixed with English humor – I can say that I have never celebrated the day. For now, shut up, where are we engineered.
I know that the advertising business daily in order to manipulate us in the shopping mall with commodities, especially we women fall head over heels for – including madam røvballe here, so I sgi not a damn thing to better themselves. But I find it amusing that so many go in a swoon over the here today – and it is being carefully researched by hr. and mrs Whipped cream.
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In a split second, I think even I sound bitterfesen, but I would like to give my bid to celebrate valentine’s day.
I acknowledge that I am not particularly special or glamorous. I am a whimsical regnbueis with lots of loving settings and values. My other holistic friends and I are quite agreed that it is systems there is. It is these systems that determine what is right and wrong.
Hearts and flowers I am not only a dagslave to purchase or provide. I can’t be the slave of this day to be able to invest in a relationship. I am happy to invest in the everyday, in everyday life. So I buy it is not, and has never done it.
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I think valentine’s day is something glorified bullshit like black friday and the big supermarket chains, who all the time has a birthday, in particular when the schools holds free. Nothing new under the sun; I, bitterbaronessen from the Campus, laughing loudly and amuses me tremendously.
I’m not an expert – I’m lommefilosof in my own life, and I water my own lawn. But my erfaringsparameter kicking butt.
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Daily I am greeted by ordcitater to be a success, to be happy and to attract good and positive people, or else … bla bla bla. I break off me often about it, but I myself have been exactly how I would be perfect, and follow what the others do. But the account is emptied. Now I’ve gone back to say no and be fucking bitter, when it suits me, so long as it does not bother anyone.
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I try not to appear as an expert – it would be røvkedeligt. I am dynamic and listening to my seventh and eighth sense. But my message to you is: Is valentine’s day is not overrated? It’s not manipulation at the highest level, that people are showing their love exactly this date? Do just as much for the love on the other days?
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If ligeværdet, respect, passion, and joy are still strong in everyday life, so celebrate everything so wildly and violently, In the lusts of the flesh! Just In the also the day after and the rest of the year is generous. But if you are happy for the madness, so celebrate loose.
