— Oh, your national anthem is so beautiful! Why don’t you like it?
— Heck, at school we were singing it everyday before classes for years. You know, when
something’s been shoved down your throat for such a long time it inevitably becomes an acquired distaste.
— Sorry to hear that!
Hope it’ll be a disquired distaste someday!
In her latest interview she disclosed that by her teens physical intimacy had become her acquired distaste due to traumatic
childhood marred by domestic abuse.