true or false?

Thesis: All relationships are a variation on the theme "I love you but I can't commit."

Bill agreed, but only after I explained to him what the word "variation" means.

I love you, and want to commit, but can't.

I love you, but you don't want to commit.

I love you, but never wanted to commit, and now, after so much unwanted commitment, I am leaving.

I love you, but I'm an alcoholic, which means I can only commit to being a dickhat.

I love you, but I love someone else more.

I love you, but I love someone else more: myself.

I love you, but I love someone else more: my mom.

I love you, and though I thought I couldn't commit, just realized I've been committed this entire time (lucky you!).

I really want to love you, but you aren't smart enough.

If I loved you, I could commit, but (you get the picture).

I have feelings that resemble long-term, dull-on-the-ends-from-so-much-use love, but am chasing a dream of having sex with 100 million women before I die.

I like you, and have been making great efforts to show you my level of commitment, but at the end of the day I am kind of a jerk, so despite it all, I stood you up (shame on you).

I like you, and have been making great efforts to show you my level of commitment, but at the end of the day I am kind of a jerk, so despite it all, I stood you up again (shame on me).

I like you, but not enough, though, in all fairness, I've been doing my best to convince myself to commit; I've failed (oooh, burn).

I'm not sure I like you, but my roommates do. I'm not committed, but they've convinced me not to leave you.

There's not a lot I like about you: you're overweight, you're flaky, you're a bad dresser. Why am I so committed?

I was gonna dump you, but it was easier not to.

Discuss/add.