Love is a rainy morning, a morning where your coffee maker is broken because your best friend smashed it with a crowbar last night, littering your kitchen with little bits of plaster and tile. You walk out the door to get to the coffee shop because how else are you going to stay alive?
Then suddenly, out of nowhere, someone walks right up and gives you a big ol' hug. And suddenly, you feel warm in your soaking wet clothing. You realize that you never noticed the painting on the walls, or the invigorating smell of coffee in the air. Your kitchen is still trashed, and there's still a huge line in the coffee shop, but none of it matters because you're in love, dammit, and everything is fucking beautiful.
...Well, you're the one who asked.
The-Saboteur said:
This is a bad question to ask on a forum made up primarily of people under 21 who still live with their parents...
Very true. Directly above is the perfect example of why. No, not the next post up. A little bit lower. Yeah, that.
As for your poll question: does it exist? Well, my personal motto is: "I don't know shit, and no matter how much cool stuff I learn, I still don't really know shit." So, I don't know. But I like to think so. Something to keep me waking up in the morning and all that.