Relationships generally depress me. What I mean is that relationships after the honey moon phase depress me. They say that true love reveals itself after the first 6-8 months of being in a relationship. I say, if that’s true love, give me the fake shit. I’m not the biggest fan of experiencing people at their realist. Bc, well that’s when people usually stop being fun and start feeling like brain tumors. I really enjoy relationships and friendships at a sort of right pat the surface level boundary. Maybe I’m a terrible example of how a human should be. But I just don’t like the exhaustion another persons true feelings cause. Lust is awesome, and fun. Newness is exciting. These things energize me. Idk. Call me crazy.