Everyone's falling down, everyone's settling for less.

Why do we settle? Us human beings can never be content in most aspects of our lives, but in other ways we are more than happy to just sit back and settle for less than what we deserve. I always wonder why we do this? Many of us might feel that we aren't good enough for whatever it is that we deserve. Other's feel it's just not worth the fight and effort to get whatever it is. And the other portion of us are just reckless. Many times we don't care, we do what feel's good and we don't stop to look around and think about what our consequence could possibly be. Who we are hurting, why we are hurting them, what's the point of this?

But we, as humans, love nothing more to live in the moment. It's when we feel most alive, to make rash, impulsive decisions because they feel oh so good, but most times these decisions are oh so bad for us. But we don't mind, we'll figure that part out later. Then, when later comes, we sit in the dark, desolate place we now find ourselves. The feelings that surround us after we make these decisions just down right suck ass. Then we look back and run the scenario's in our heads to see what we would have done different. Would the ending still be the same? What would or could I have done differently? But those guilty feelings never last long, and never last long enough to convince us not to make that same bad decisions a week down the road. It doesn't matter how many times something hurt's us, something cuts deep down and make us feel desperate and alone. Us humans, we never ever learn. We aren't like a dog, which eventually realizes they can't continue to pee in the house without having a consequence. We continue to pee in the house over and over again, even after getting our asses beat every single time.

But we're only human right? And we do bleed when we fall down. We cry, we hurt, all the same. And when you try to sit down and think it through, it never makes any sense. Then we push it way in the back of our heads and ignore it until we make the next bad decision. Then another is stored back in the dark corner. We love the hurt, we love the feeling, hell most of us do the things we do so we can feel something, because some days you feel like you'll never have that feeling again.

And a small portion of us are masochist's. We hate the hurt, but we continue going back for more. It doesn't matter how bad it hurts, we always go back for more pain. Will we ever learn? Will we ever start refusing to settle?