I kiss/think about kissing every day… the first kiss… kissing the bride…… I don’t think any form of affection can meaningfully replace it. life will be bleak without pizza and salsa verde but it’s what I’m willing to sacrifice I think
i was having this conversation with one of my roommates the other night. i would genuinely rather die before giving up sauce. and if you’re someone who would choose kissing over sauce…how does it feel to be absolutely insane? how can one give up one of life’s greatest delights: moist flavor?