Calculated Infinity

I am so hypocritical for feeling this, but I need to type it in order to get it out of my system so that I may continue on not caring. Even though I believe that not everyone will find love, in fact, that the majority of the people will never experience true love, I secretly hope for some odd reason that something positive and lovely and beautiful happens to me tomorrow. I hate feeling this way and I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me. I’m hoping that by posting it, this feeling will fade, if not, there’s nothing a good dose of alcohol and partying can’t fix!