The Generation of not being in love

It seems that we do indeed live in a gneration of our young adults not believing in love. It's not that the population of my generation doesn't yearn for that feeling, and don't become addicted to this love drug.

It's just that we all have this delusion that god will just send your soulmate down from the sky, come falling from somewhere unseen, and up above.

That reality we crave isn't real, so instead we settle for having sex with people we hardly know, hardly ever using a latex glove.

Sex is a very natural part of human interaction

Just because cupid hasn't shot us with his arrows doesn't mean that we humans don't feel for eachother, we are still capable of attraction

But of course, this attraction causes a consequental reaction

you act on it, lost in the moment, you broke one of the 10 commandments you now realize, after your sexual transaction.

After, you often may feel that you've made a mistake

You keep drinking and popping pills in hopes of the memory to be erased.

To forget the time that the kiss you recieved was laced.

To numb the fact that we all feel that we are always chasing, but never being chased.

This generation is obsessed with the thought of falling in love at first sight.

They give their hearts away so easy, later feeling sad and confused, wondering how the hell you let him stab you in the chest with their concealed weapon that was disguised as love, but hidden underneath was a knife.

Too fill the wholes from your wounds, you drown yourself in another love, deep down you know that what your doing isn't right.

But everybody knows that love is the absolute best drug, just one hit can you get infinently high as kite.

Everyone loves this drugs high.

Like a heroin addict, for every reason you come up with to quit, you'll come up with ten more reasons in attempt to deny.

That you are hooked on whatever substance of your choosing. My generation has a hard time accepting things of that nature. So to themselves, they lie.

And to their abusive significant other, they fail to be brave and go cold turkey, refusing to say goodbye to this high.

Your elders watch you, they just turned their heads and helplessly sigh.

Parents don't know what to say when that boy makes your daughter cry.

Our parents were the generation of repression.

It was the thing to do back then, if you wern't able to repress, then you ended up in a nascent depression.

Often a result of a first love, that stomped and jumped on your precious little heart.

No matter how bad the situation, you were supposed to suppress, under any circumstance just ignore it! If you wern't capable, your family and friends will watch you fall apart.

We live in a generation were we are sons and daughters of mothers and fathers who from love, did not fully recover.

The bandaid they have is leaking out blood and puss, parts of your battle wounds left uncovered.

Still bleeding out, your parent are still able to find another lover.

So soaked up in a lust that they believe is true love, the consequences are ones that make you hate your parents for neglecting to use a rubber.

Divorce and depression

Resulting in arguing over your children's custody arrangements in court, while the country heads into another recession.

Subsequently, getting a new house to live in, and for mom or dad another one of cupid arrows and/or god's awarding you with what you prayed for, a new love for mom and dad,"Well son isn't this a blessing?"

Meanwhile, the poor neglected child lies in bed, tossing and turning all night. Not one minute of REM level of resting.

Meanwhile, mom or dad is in the room with a strange man or woman, undressing.

This is how a majority of my generation grew up.

Outside looking picture perfect, and on the inside, you lived a child hood that was very very tough.

You could never ever begin to explain, or even let yourself talk about that kind of stuff.

So you force yourself to learn the skill of emotional repressing, you succumbed to being numb because you've finnally had enough.

The only thing you are forced to accept is that when your parents told you "It's a cold, cold world out there" that it wasn't just a bluff.

So my generation watches the existence of being in love as it goes through phases of deterioration.

Not learning from watching our parents, we still go after the sensation.

Being young, we are often so very impatient.

Maybe our mistake is making our sexual desires so cavallier and very blatant.

Our grandparents all claim that the cause of this satan.

They forget that we even exist, as they get lost in their very bland conversations.

Every family gathering, getting high as the Space Station.

Smoking cigarettes, yearning to just go home, but your family keeps you waiting.

So if your a 90's kid

You probably have had a time in your life where you found it hard to live.

Our generation has so much too offer the world that we wanna give.

And for the harsh judgements of our generation, baby boomers, it's okay we will be the better group of people, and choose to forgive.

Say whatever you want about me and my "trashy group of friends" grandma. Your laughing now, but you'll be crying cause your dying. And My Trashy generation, group of friends, and myself will still be here, you were outlived.