Ain’t love grand? Well, it all depends really. For about seventy percent of people it’s a dark hole of pain where your one hope is that someone looks at you with a little less disgust than how you look at yourself and that their fear of being alone is just as soul destroying as yours. Of course, even then, happiness is probably out of the question as you never got over your best mate who you claim not to be in love with though even as you read this you have one eye on their Facebook praying that it’s their cousin telling them “can’t wait to see you, I’ll bring the vodka XD !”. Though for the other thirty percent, yes it is, it’s blooming fantastic. Apart from all the butterflies, hand-holding and that first moment the lady doesn’t ask you to leave after you ask could she do the … There’s more →