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I'm a Buffer Girl pour l'Amour


I’ve always known true love exists; always and convincingly known. 




And while it might sound more intellectually aesthetic that this deeply found enthusiasm for love sprung from watching a real-life couple, the reality is in fact that it didn’t.

Romantic novels and movies have over the years harboured in us false expectations of the men in our lives.

Think about it, the reason why you’d insist (even to your mind) that a potential partner should possess certain athletic features or financial capabilities is somewhat triggered by the thoughts of some romantic novel you’ve either recently delved in or love.

When, however, life shoves at us our real-life partners sometimes a disappointing feeling comes with the package. This disappointment might not be full-blown but without denying it somehow just lurks at the corner.


So yes, truthfully, I have always been fully convinced true love exists. And also while this sense of certainty would be triggered by romantic novels and movies I watched and read, I somehow drew the realness and realistic expectations of true love into my reality.

While I subconsciously was aware that quite possibly I could find true love in real life, I never quite experienced it as early on in life as I hoped I would.

The females in my romance novels and movies where sometimes in their late teens and early twenties and somehow, I expected this for myself.

I had totally forgotten that these amorous histoires were plotted in pre-modern times, different geographical and cultural settings and also purely fiction.

I would realize these things very late: in my final year at Uni.

But also, I’d read two of Chimamanda Adichie’s novels; Half of a Yellow Sun and Americanah. While I loved the two novels, it was the latter that’d intrigue me more.



série un et deux
series one and two

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