JV: Stop laughing at me. But yeah, to him, the idea of inviting a romance to begin is inviting it to inevitably die. He's a coward and I think it manifests itself in many ways. One of them being the fact that's he's disgusted with sexuality. I don't think he has a sex drive and if he does it finds its way out through other means, mainly a knife through the flesh. Which isn't that far off from some romances, the kind that get deep under your skin and bones and twist up through you, letting spill out all the things you keep for yourself, and you struggle and struggle to pull your insides back in but they're too slippery and you slide on your own splashing mess and fall back on your head which cracks open. Then the demons gnaw on your groin or something.
And yes, the concert was fantastic!
And yes, the concert was fantastic!