Love, eh?
I find that... a hard thing to grasp. I've never "gone out" with someone. Never. Not in middle school/junior high/whatever-you-want-to-call-it, not in high school, never.
Right now to even think about it is a headache, cause just TOLERATING people in general is almost impossible. As I walk to my classes every day, I... I don't see people, I just see a bunch of potential soul-sucking leeches. Even right now as I'm typing this that's what I imagine my audience to be: just a bunch of soul-sucking leeches that are just waiting for this particular post, just waiting to reduce my existence to nothing, just waiting to prove that yes, I'm stupid, I'm n00bish, that I shouldn't have even made this post, that anything I could possibly say or do amounts to absolutely nothing.
So I see the concept of "love" as a total myth right now. Something that's only possible among those that are completely immune to having their soul stripped out of them, stomped on, and then handed back to them in the worst condition ever.
So... why are people in general like this? That... is just something the bothers me. My one possible last link to people, Super Smash Bros Brawl, is... quite literally, smashed to pieces. I want it back. But it seems like it's too late: the illusion is gone now, and I realize that... no, I can't play with anyone I want because of the "No, scrub, go back to the sandpile" kind of mentality. That'd be fine and all... but I've even got the scrubs in the "sandpile" telling me the same thing. So where do I go from there? I have no idea, and I've derailed my post with that little rant. I apologize.
So... for me, love is completely unreachable right now. I'd have to learn to live with people, but so far, in my 19 (almost 20) years of living I've had no luck. It's both frustrating and depressing.