It hits you hard. You type in the language you speak with him. It suddenly all makes sense. TRUST. Why do you trust so easily? How desperate are you? Why do you believe that people you've just met are all you expect from them, in fact why do you expect so much? Internet is a place where everyone can be. You choose them because you like them, they seem to like you too. You talk, you go out, you fuck. It's all ok until someone does something the other one doesn't like. The instant satisfaction is gone. The expectation of the goodness is broken, stained with the truth. What if the expectations start including the ugliness, the bitter, the bad? What if the expectations just don't happen at all? Why do they come so fast to mind? How can you convince yourself so quickly about them? And then, how can you change your mind too. How can you move on. You move on, to the next sorrow and the next grief, and it seems to be fine, but right now it bothers you, because as much as you