Thought Catalog

Personally, vodka has been my go-to Valentine for as long as we’ve known each other, but I make sure to treat it properly every day of the year, not just when it suits me. Vodka has been there during my laughs, my frowns, my ups, and my downs. I don’t know if I’d be as romantic or idealistic as to say it was love at first swig, but we’ve definitely built a solid relationship throughout the years. I don’t discriminate against it; I don’t judge based on color or the size of its… bottle. Hell, I even like those tiny ones they serve on airplanes; I’m no size queen! And in return, vodka doesn’t discriminate against me. It’s taken me for richer or for poorer (mostly poorer), in sickness and in health, and I know it will stay with me as long as we both shall live. And that’s why vodka is my Valentine every year. It’s earned it!