Published: February 14, 2025 at 9:00:24 AM
Fucking Valentine’s Day
Everyone else has roses, cards, love confessions…
And I? Just another day of men leaving the shattered pieces of their hearts at My feet.
Well then…
Since it’s the day of love, I guess I should express My own special kind of love too.
My love is fire—the kind that burns you down to nothing.
It doesn’t warm, It consumes.
It makes you crawl, begging for a drop of mercy…
And I just smile and pour more fuel into the flames.
My love is a cage — one you lock yourself in.
You walk in willingly, and then it hits you… This is exactly where you were meant to be.
My love is the art of breaking and rebuilding.
It strips you down without taking off your clothes. It exposes something deeper than your body.
My love is water, but the kind that will never quench your thirst.
It’s the sweetest, most addictive “no” you’ve ever heard.
It’s giving you the chance to feel the purest pleasure there is — serving and pleasing Me.
My love is a mesmerizing poison.
You know it’s dangerous. And yet, you drink it willingly.
My love is dangerously beautiful, seductively untouchable.
Surrounded by it, you finally see yourself as you truly are.
The one who was born to worship and surrender.
The one who gladly gives up pride…
Because pride means nothing if there’s no one to crush it.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
Now it’s your turn to show Me your love.