Pink fluffy love. The sort you see once a year.

Hearts, cupcakes, me-to-you teddy bears, rose petals, red thongs, preorganised shagging, pink fluff, boquets of flowers and Hallmark flavoured love. What is real and true about that? The only genuine emotions I can identify on Valentines Day are insecurity, jealousy and neediness. To me, the day splits people down the middle rather than bringing them together and reminding them to love. It tries to force couples into spending money to prove their love, and it pressurises single people to go out in same sex groups to show that they don't care.
I feel that Valentines Day can bring out the worst in people. Everyone knows cheesy couples or cringy, needy singles but Valentines Day works as a steroid to these people. Bringing them out in heart shaped (or broken heart shaped) rashes all over their clothes and Facebook.
I feel bad on the single people who can't say they don't like Valentines Day without everyone assuming it's just because they haven't got a partner to share it with.
I believe that people who have the energy to make such a huge song and dance about Valentines Day are in love with the idea of love, not their partners.