Dear Cupid

Is it truly so hard to find someone that you are immediately attracted to by the chemistry of the auroa that surrounds you? Someone that shares in your likes and dislikes...someone that at first glance you know they are the one, the one that you wouldn't mind holding hands with while taking a stroll in the park, talking for hours on end about any and everything. That gravitational pull that reels you in like a cosmic wave. Hearing the bells, butterflies in your stomach to see the smile at the curve of their lips as their eyes stare into yours and in that moment... silence, and pure bliss. You're on cloud nine all the time, floating through time and space. They are always on your mind and because of that your days go by as easy and free no worries no stress. The mere thought of them sends excitement whirling through your veins. You've stepped into a fairytale...and that's just what it is a freaking fairytale. A footstep out of the real world into another universe the world of strange and unrealistic hopes and desires that gets you no where but a round trip and free flight into a bitter world of frustration and aggravation. 3 months, 1 year, 5 years, 10 years a roller coaster ride that you can't step off from. You're on it for life, your destiny, don't believe the hype, the hope of something special that awaits you if you hold on for dear life, and pray that you will soon get off, catch your breath and pray that once you start vomiting all over the place that it will soon end. For all of the bullshit that you are being fed about happy endings, everyone has a soulmate. Those are just fairy tales, stories you read in childhood books about princesses and princes in magic realms. This is reality, give up dreaming of your happy ending and storybook life of meeting the one that you can't live without that you will love for the rest of your life and grow old together with... There's a reason why women outnumber men, there's a reason why the divorce rate in this country is always as high as the gas prices on a weekend. That fairytale bullshit you keep feeding us is for the Birds!


Yours Truly

~Miss Fat, emotionally needy, bitter, nice nasty Bitch~