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Valentine’s Day. The one holiday that manages to disappoint everyone—and subject single people to a special form of cultural torture. During the first two weeks of February, the holiday looms overhead, like a giant black cloud shouting You’re alone! Remember how alone you are? Rememberrrrrrr?

For everyone who's over it—over it!—let us help you channel those feelings through cats.

Your plan to time-travel to March failed, and your coupled friends keep asking: "What are you doing for Valentine’s Day?!"

Stay calm. It’s not their fault.

"Seriously, no plans? What about a meet-up group? Have you thought of joining Tinder?"

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Get away from me!

But you’re totally fine—you don’t need a date. You’re happy with your lot in life.

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So happy.

Besides you have plenty of things to do on Valentine’s Day. Your schedule is packed!

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Of course you’re not gonna just stay in bed all night watching The Fall. What kind of lame-o wants to do that?

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So comfy.

"I know someone who’s perfect for you!" says someone who doesn’t know anyone perfect for you.

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Shhh! No talking now.

Finally you agree to go out with a group of friends. "You’ll have fun!" they say.

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Not counting on it.

One last mirror check. Not that you care. But just in case, you know? 

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At the bar you feel good, confident. Time to make some friends of the opposite sex.

Luckily all your friends saw your "flirting." No pity hugs please.

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Must. Leave. Now.

You gave it your best shot. Time to go crawl in a hole and die.

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Am I invisible yet?

Defeated, you head home. Happy to get back to doing what you do best.

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Lying down.

Oh, it's a text! You’re not alone after all! 

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Where is that damn phone?!

Sigh. It’s your friend. Her boyfriend proposed at midnight.

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Time to go to your happy place.

That’s the stuff.

Hey, you may not have love—but at least you have this banana.

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Taryn Hillin is Fusion's love and sex writer, with a large focus on the science of relationships. She also loves dogs, Bourbon barrel-aged beers and popcorn — not necessarily in that order.