Women are f*cking crazy. But newsflash, men are too. In fact we're all f*cking crazy; men, women, and those who have yet to make up their minds, we are all crazy. We're crazy, because in a society where everything is changing we still hold onto the antiquated views of the one perfect relationship. You know, the one where the first time you meet you know it's the one, and upon gazing into each other's eyes you fall madly in love, both passionate and sincere, and then you get married and live happily ever after. Yeah, that one; it's a little crazy. In fact, it's a lot crazy.
Individually, there is a possibility that all of these things will happen, someday, over time, but simultaneously, in the span of what, a week? That's ludicrous. If this has already happened to you then congratulations and, by all means, stop reading right now. In fact, I would love to hear some advice from you. Now, to the other 99 percent of the population, here's why all of that is crazy.
We live in a hook-up culture. It's not particularly my style, but by all means, you do you. However, know that when we look at sex the way Cookie Monster looks at a cookie, and we idolize it, we are putting a primitive urge above a person. And, in that same vein, the hook-up culture perpetuates a very self-centered way of thinking. I don't know of any functional relationships in which the people involved only thought of themselves. That prince or princess you are looking for is probably also looking for a prince or princess. However, unless we want to stop using nicknames, lose our ability to vote, and never eat seafood again, we can probably stop using those dated euphemisms to describe our perfect mate. (Yes, those are real rules the Windsors must follow.)
Besides, what have we done to deserve a prince? It's not our birthright, and I seriously doubt any royalty would want be called any of the derogatory terms we often used to describe people entrenched within our hook-up culture. There is nothing respectable about being known as a "fuck boy," "whore," or "tease." And when we aren't too busy calling each other names, we feel the need to go through our partner's phone, because we cannot trust them to be honest with us. And when they are honest, they cheated, or lied, or put you in the "friend zone," newsflash, it isn't real. The "friend zone" is our way of assuming the reason a person is being nice to you is for your desires, i.e. sex. Again, it's all about "me."
And, if we lack our basic ability to respect one another, how can we expect to build good relationships? You know, the storybook kind? I might be crazy to think that we can all have our happy endings, but we all are. So we can stop pointing fingers. We're all crazy, and we all know who's the craziest.
