Prologue
My theory about love, is that there are two kinds of people when it comes to love. First is "The people who wanted to be loved." and the second is "The people who wanted to have fun in love." Many people define love in the most simplest and most convenient definitions, but love is something that we cannot define. Because back then I thought love was the most beautiful thing in the world, I was wrong because love is the most wicked, evil, and cruel thing. It keeps us hurting, it keeps us feeling the agony of pain, and we always feel torment. My daddy once said, "Honey pain is fucking ineluctable." It's like you can keep running away but the pain will never go, it will stay forever. Pain is fucking infinite. That's why never trust love.
Winter ××
