Thank you Greg and Liz.
It happens. Or more of, shit happens. Excuse me for my French. Nowadays, it's all about just finding out who you are and then finding that someone that loves you for you; as opposed to back then where you didn't have a choice to whom you ended up with. History was certainly a dark place... it's like love was some sort of discipline. It's an advantage today that we are more or less able to love however we want to.
But 65% we end up abusing this advantage.
I wonder who is more at fault- women or men? Are we a society that considers love as merely a four letter word? Has the idea of it suddenly dwindled? Are we so into the idea of lust, that the idea of love is tedious?
Questions, questions, questions.... Will they ever be answered? I don't know.
But the worst question of all is: Are you the rule or the exception?
That I'm still trying to figure out myself.
