So it’s Valentine’s Day. I suppose that’s a good reason to be bitter. As such, I thought I’d give a few excerpts from the wonderful book “You Are Worthless” on love.
“Love conquers all, rapes all, pillages all and leaves all for dead.”
“When you fall in love, get married and embark upon a life together, enjoy those first three or four years, because that’s how long it will last.”
“Have you considered a life of prostitution? As it is, you’re just going through the motions when you have sex. You might as well be getting paid.”
“No one will ever love you as much as your mother did, and her love for you completely fucked you up, let’s face it.”
“There’s nothing very special about your special someone. Anyone would have sufficed.”
“Why not try a personals ad? You’ll probably find someone who seems magically suited to you. That’s because everyone in the personals scene is just as lonely and pathetic as you are.”
“Love, it hurts like hell.”
“At the peak of orgasm, you probably don’t care who you’re having sex with.”
Ok, there you go. Happy Valentine’s Day you motherfuckers!