Pain and Bullsh*t

I'm starting to think I've been reading too many happy-go-lucky mushy romance novels that are tooth-rotting fluff. But that's bullshit. Love is pointless, and life is temporary so why waste so many emotions on those who aren't worth it? I'm Arabella, and my story might bring you down but here it is. This is the cold hard truth of love and exposing the puppeteer behind the curtain pulling the strings to all our lives. I'm just taking the scissors and cutting those strings. But I guess I should start at the beginning. It started like all good romances do, with the promise of cute puppies.