About two years ago, I thought I knew everything about love already.
I thought I was an expert on the subject.
I thought I could speak on its behalf.
But, as was the common case with us mortal, just human people, I was wrong.
The story behind the name "Afraudite" is pretty simple.
It's a play on words and my name made by a very good friend just so I would sign up for my own account in Twitter.
But I guess it goes way beyond that.
It can work like this:
A. "Afraudite" - It may mean that frau is a goddess/expert/whatever-authority of love
B. " A fraud Aphrodite" - yes, you get the point.
C. "A fraud deity" - I am a fraud deity (obviously).
So, with this, and with all my realization over the past months of being in rock effin bottom of love, I relinquish the idea that I am an expert on the subject to which this blog is entitled.
