MutantAlicorns

Valentine’s Day. It was enough to make you vomit. The exchange of withering flowers, sugar packages, and bodily fluids seemed like a dumb concept to anyone with a brain. Bitterness wasn’t usually your style, but sacrificing roses to quell greed was revolting. Nature was constantly abused to please man and you in no way were content to follow the masses.   Perhaps that is why you ditched your usual routine to hole up in a room and watch movies that could spatter your computer screen with blood. What was more romantic than Game of Thrones?   You were halfway through a tub of ice cream when the screen began to glitch sporadically.