Not that I’ve never been a fan of love..
I enjoy various aspects of it. I do.
And I very much so love the idea of being in love.
But it’s so treacherous to me.
And I wouldn’t say I’m scared of it either.
There are just so many aspects of it that I am against and have been tailored to disagree with and stray away from.
I don’t know.
The whole idea is slowly becoming more repelling than not.