Happy Valentine’s Day! and frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn…
I like fresh flowers in my apartment weekly, I find beautiful lingerie empowering, single or in a relationship; if you haven’t managed to send me a loving text or email in all of the time we’ve been together I’d find it pretty uncomfortable if Hallmark gave you the cojones (and if you do feel the impulse to give me a card, they better be dope like Cleo Wade’s for Harper’s Bazaar)