Tonight is the beginning of the two-day, four hour finale of #TheBachelor with everyone’s favorite virgin, Colton.
I’ll tell you what.
I’m sick….as FUCK…of the Bachelor.
“Kelly you literally say this every single season why don’t you just stop watching lolz no one cares about your tweets or your instagram live just fall off the face of the earth already.”
First things first. Does anyone realize that this show is an addiction? You commit to Bachelor life, you’re stuck for all of eternity. This show will never get off the air. I’m going to be 60 years old screaming into my propped up iPhone47 Z with a full face of makeup and a dumbass robe at 10pm EST. One does not simply “quit” the Bachelor.
Bachelor Nation never sleeps. There are people out there that consume MORE content on the show than I can even stomach, and for those people I pray nightly on my hands and knees. I pray they find their way out of this abusive relationship. Someday, they will. Maybe. But not tonight.
Hopefully we’ll get justice for Hannah G. Hopefully Colton will get over Cassie. Maybe something even more dramatic will happen. Who’s to say. According to every article I’ve read online today, it’s “unlike anything we’ve ever seen before.” Business as usual.
That being said, I still count down the days until each season is over for the sweet relief of a month-ish break between The Bachelor and The Bachelorette. Same goes for Paradise. The break between Paradise and the following year’s season of The Bachelor is almost a full 3 months, and in that time I don’t know what to do with myself. I watch a lot of true crime and sit in the dark. And yet, I look forward to it.
I’ll be doing my usual tweets/IG live at 10 tonight, and tomorrow at 7:30pm I’ll be on Hangtime with my girl Beth live before the show. I won’t know what to do with my hands again, so it’s worth the watch.
Catch up on the madness before tonight. May we all leave this week alive. A strong maybe.