a valentines diner

Well, the special day of cheap chocolates, paper flowers and uncomfortably staged romantic meals is over. I don’t really believe in valentines day personally. It’s all about money and women getting bent out of shape over the guy not doing something insanely imaginative, proposing or they’re just sour over being single.
So, instead of buying into that bullhickey  Jack and i just enjoyed each others company in a vintage diner over bacon and eggs, then lived in the now and did whatever the hell we wanted. Just spending time with him is all i need. What a gift it is to be on the outside of society.
Happy Regular Friday.

Coffee + Juice.
The finest coffee beans.
A mountain of pancakes.
My dream Valentine.
Bacon is good for the soul.

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