It’s 1:36 AM and you’re awake. Your mind just wanders and wanders, especially about random shit. You begin with “Ugh, it was a long day at this job that I am 5 seconds from pulling my hair out!” Or, “I shouldn’t have ate that juicy fantastic burger at In-and-Out Burger.” Than it’s like your constantly reminding yourself of stuff that you did wrong or continue to do wrong. BOOM! It’s when it really hits, your loneliness. Laying in a empty bed at 1:39AM, looking at your phone waiting for an Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat, Bumble or Tinder notification to pop up with the thought of “hey, a hottie is actually matched to your ugly ass.” However, disappointment sinks in when its a message not from a hottie, but your adorable grandma that just wants to talk to you.
So here’s the question, “Why are we so hooked on finding love?” Why is it that we lie awake in bed late at night a just focus on someone walking in the door and laying next to you. It’s almost like an addiction to continue this wait or desire. While laying in bed, your on every social media looking for that someone and sadly downing your standards. You become so excited when a hottie messages you saying, “Wanna hook up?” or “Let’s Netflix and Chill”. It’s like we become this careless wonder that puts ourselves through hurt just to feel the slightest of pleasure that we assume is love. After, we learn that pleasure caused pain and now were hurt and stuck waiting around for the next asshole to come around. So really, why find love? I mean it looks so easy in movies, but is the hardest to find in reality.