What’s with this falling in love business? What purpose does it serve for procreation that good old horny doesn’t?
I’ve seen people fall in love. It looks painful. I’m pretty sure that if you fall in love at least once a year you’re a sadomasochist in denial.
If you fall in love more than three times in your entire life then you probably deserve all the inexplicable suffering that comes with it.
It seems all rational thought one might have possessed before the tragic fall from grace into love is replaced by an illogical and primitive state where one’s judgment is always overridden by the conclusion that their “other half” has it in for them.
All of a sudden the only logical explanation for a missed phone call at two in the morning is infidelity.
It’s heroin, people. All you’re really fighting for is to feel the same way you did when you started.
I say, just find someone with whom you enjoy having intimate sex. Then surround yourself with friends you enjoy talking to. Find satisfaction in these.
Trying to find someone who embodies all of this is a bit of a big ask but those who are unfortunate enough to find this rare gem of a specimen well I say only you may fall in love. The rest of us can only dream of being so miserable.
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