I lied to the questions about "WHYs?"like Why I can't be serious? Why you never say anything to others? Why I am single? Questions frequently asked like a firing over me. And I become a blatant lier. I was like, I am a kid buddy from heart, I don't look good in serious mood, Kids never felt hurt, and this kid loves her own company. But what actually is: Firstly, SERIOUSNESS is a worm. If it bites you it will infect your whole body. And what reamins when you can make people happy without that seriousness!! Second, I care about people around me, not about how much I was hurt. The only thing matters is "RELATIONS". And the last one, the real LOVE is still not existed. What love actually is, is just a pretty fantasy. And The definition of love for me still needs an EXAMPLE. When seriousness bites me I named it "mood swings." Still suffering π. All matters for me is people and their genuine love.πego is not of my kindπ My definition about love still needs an example.β€ I know I sounds weird. But, what if u sound the same?π. . . . .