— 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.
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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.