there is no right and wrong, we may have our disagreements,
but end of the day,
just shut me up with your kiss, baby,
because it’s just…
love,
crazy love,
L’amour fou..."
"...There was this couple in front of me at the escalator, a distance away, bickering over some stuff barely audible to me, and the girl started pinching the other guy, apparently trying to lighten the mood and make the matter go away. The guy was having none of it and became agitated and sh*t, so she grabbed him by the neck and planted a huge kiss right smack on his lips. They proceeded to engage in tonsil hockey for a good seven minutes and thirty-four seconds. I mean, this is the sort of love I am talking about-
