If you’re a girl, then you’re probably thinking,
a.) How the hell am I supposed to know?? I get them. I eat them. End of story.
b.) How the hell am I supposed to know?? I’ve only ever gotten those frikken condom roses.
c.) How the hell am I supposed to know?? …I’ve never gotten one. I HATE VALENTINE’S DAY.
Until now, I really had no idea how expensive Valentine’s Day could be– it’s pretty taxing on your wallet and the state of your emotional well-being. I’ve known girls who’ve thrown tantrums for not receiving the “traditional” extravagant parade of impressive chocolate boxes, flowers, balloons, teddybears, and expensive dinner from their high school boyfriends. However, I’ve also known some girls who’ve gone through the day just fine with a hug and a corny poem. I think people need to realize that sometimes (well I can’t speak for everyone), the kind of chocolate your boy/girlfriend gives you isn’t determined by how much they love you, but by how much they’re able to spend at the moment.
Anyways, you don’t buy someone’s love, you cultivate it. With that said, although I may not be able to give you any creative ideas for heart-felt declarations of love, I can show you some chocolate boxes you could compliment it with when you finally come up with something.
For those on a budget, here are chocolate boxes under $50 [most of the "cheaper" ones I found were between $20-$30].
If you’re looking for more impressive chocolate gift boxes ($50-$100+), you can check out the links below– they’ll all lead you directly to their Valentine’s Day Gifts page.
And I’m just going to throw in my favorite love poem for the hell of it.
Since Feeling is First
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
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