The other day a puppy ran up to me.
The puppy looked cute, looked happy to see me. It licked my leg.
Its eyes said 'I am your friend, Ash. I will always love you.'
For a minute I was sucked in.
For a minute I cared.
Then I remembered:
Lots of things look cute, lots of things pretend to be happy to see you.
But then when they get what they want (in this case a pat on the head) they piss on your shoes and bugger off.
Lesson learned, world.
My heart shall never again open.
