Arrows aren’t enough anymore. We’re all so scared of falling for someone and being open with another human being that we’re destroying the first notions of love that attack our minds. Wait, even in that sentence there: “love attacking our minds”. We've turned the thought of love into a virus or a sickness to avoid. We have become experts at dispersing any thoughts of honest affection and any happy ending in our heads. And then mastered the art of replacing them all with notions of lust and manipulation for favors.

So now it seems like he’s done with the weak doses arrows deliver.

My boy pulled out the big guns, and he’s now swinging a bat.

If you go to sleep and you simply have dreams of talking to said person, you’ve been hit with the bat. If you find yourself trying to time out your text responses, you’ve been hit with the bat. If you find yourself laughing at something that isn’t really that funny when you’re around them, you’ve been hit with the bat. If they joke about killing them and your heart skips a beat: bat.

From crushes to love, it’s an entirely different ball game with this generation and our experiences.

So now cupid ain’t takin' no prisoners! He’s created a new kind of itch, a love scratch that you can’t avoid if you’ve been hit. One that you find yourself annoyingly itching subconsciously. So what do we do about it?

Hell if I know! Stop resisting!

Look, I’m not sure how many times cupid is allowed to swing that bat, but that baby is restless as shit. So before your crush/budding love turns into an accidental obsession because you’re still trying to deny and avoid, why not take the risk and see what happens? At the very least your subconscious will stop poking you to think about said person, and if it doesn’t work out, you may learn something for the next time.

Trust me, I’m a millennial