That Day

It's That Day today. I came to write something about how I don't like it, how you shouldn't wait for one day to express your feelings, and how last year's That Day was even worse (despite my being un-single at the time). I even made a shitty sketch thing to go with it. But instead I've just seemed to have... lost all my steam. I have nothing to add to this mess. So instead of writing more, I'll just stop.

Yes, I know I used 'even' in two consecutive sentences there, but I just. Don't. Care.

Now I just have to find a way to waste away the rest of the evening until I get to sleep.
-Cril