For the most part February 14th is just another day for me. Even when I was in a relationship it was just whatever to me. Probably because I never really went on a real date on this day. But regardless, I was thinking about it earlier and I just don’t really care for this day at all. Maybe I’m misunderstanding this, but you should celebrate your relationship every day that you’re in it. Cherish it for what it is. You don’t need a specific day to celebrate it. I’ve concluded that as much as I want to get with Brooke, I don’t really give a shit that I’m single. It is what it is. If something comes of it, then so be it. I guess I just don’t have the patience anymore to deal with bullshit. Not saying that I think that being with her would be more trouble than it’s worth, but I’m literally fine with it if she’s not into me. I honestly have no idea where she stands, and I don’t necessarily care to know. If she comes onto me, then I’ll go with it. But if she doesn’t, I don’t really give a fuck. Life goes on, nothing changes. Maybe I’m just too apathetic, but I’m literally ok with not knowing.