Love sucks in 4 parts Love and I Me, having casual sexIt has been a great privilege to work on this edition of QR. [...] There was a boy I was in love with and that love instantly gave me the power to make myself invisible, to make myself smaller, to turn myself into whatever he needed. [...] I had always been the kind of person to get into and out of relationships at a rather consistent speed. [...] Yet in the midst of my tumultuous relationship with Grindr I was challenged—rather annoyingly—by love to make myself vulnerable once more for another person. [...] He came to me hardened and traumatized by the world while I had been softened by words, a wild imagination and the overcompensating love of my grandmother. [...] Now I know that the truth of it all is the glaring fact that I was in a situationship. [...] I built a shrine to this love and adorned it with every moment spent with him. [...] The years that followed became a messy, empty attempt at love because I had built the highest walls, placed dragons in front of those walls and dug a deep trench to make sure my heart was protected. [...] Beauty and I were not of the same womb. [...] I was unravelling and it was a wonder to me.