:3 I saw a really, really, cute couple leaning against the walls in school, and the girl was hugging him, her face against his chest, and then he scooped her up and carried her up the stairs.
I was like... "O.O I WANT TO BE CARRIED."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart
