For some reason, when I was a child, I thought love was going to be something wonderful. I thought I was going to be Lauren Bacall and I was going to meet some fantastic Humphrey Bogart. I watched so many films as a child with fantastic portraits of love and romance that I grew up with a lot of expectations. Now that I have been in love, I've found that it's quite ugly, like some great spotty scabby illness. An unconditional excuse to treat each other like c**p in order to have company or support. Have you been disappointed in your expectations of love?
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