Oftentimes one likes the idea of the person and the relationship more than the real person.
But there are scarce times, when one dislikes the idea but cannot help but like the person.
Which time is this, I wonder?
Oftentimes one likes the idea of the person and the relationship more than the real person.
But there are scarce times, when one dislikes the idea but cannot help but like the person.
Which time is this, I wonder?
