LOVE

I am a walking contradiction.
Buried, deep inside me, dormant, a hopeless romantic can be found but atop layer after layer after layer of endless reality, sits a rather deviant cynic.Walt Disney wants us to believe in true love, Walt Disney wants us to believe in soul mates, Walt Disney wants us to believe in happily ever after.
Fuck Walt Disney.
Not to say I don’t believe in love because I do, wholeheartedly. I believe in love, in compassion, in humanity, I just don’t believe in fantasies. It is extremely depressing to live a life filled with unfulfilled fantasies, it sucks. Why do you think in the US, one of the most luxurious, richest and laziest countries in the world, depression is so rampant? Unfulfilled fucking fantasies.
It’s okay though, there’s a pill for that.
People need to face the open abyss that is reality, not look away from it. If fantasy is a seduction than reality is the realization. The realization that there are no happily ever afters, just ever afters, there are no soul mates, just mates and there is no such thing as true love, only love.
For the dormant hopeless romantic in me, a realization that somewhere out there, right now, there is someone just as excited to meet me as I am to meet them, my soul mate, my true love