Valentine's Day

I hate Valentine's Day so much.  I never want to think about it again.  I told him never to talk to me again.  He completely ignored me, even though I sent him a note.  I can try to make everything easier on him as much as possible, but at some point he has to give something too.  All I wanted was to be his friend.  He doesn't give a toss about me.  I doubt I'll be eating anything today.  My stomach is in a big knot and every time I think about it I feel like I'm going to get sick.  Sara got me some spicy ginger beer for my bell and bought me a box of chocolates yesterday.  It doesn't make me feel better today but maybe in time it will.  I made them some cupcakes with red sugar sparkles and red heart cutouts, and I made my mum some raspberry candy floss.  I went for a walk with Basil and got him a lamb bone from the butcher shop.  I sent a card to two friends and him.  I got a message back from one friend and the other doesn't celebrate holidays so I'm not surprised I didn't hear back.  He sent me nothing.  It is nothing but an example of how he feels for me.  Nothing on a special day.  I'm nothing to him.  I'm nothing.  I'd write more but I'm gonna get sick if I keep thinking about it.