Stand by folks, it’s gonnae get mushy. Line up the boxes of tissues and prepare for a big lump in the throat, cos this one’s straight from the heart. Who’d of thunk it? That the cool guy at work – you know, the one with the long hair halfway down his back, the green eyes,
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What’s love got to do with it?
Absolutely can’t stand Valentine’s Day. All that rose-tinted, saccharine-enwrapped consumerist shit. That’s not love, that’s nothing more than guilt-inducing profit-mongering. But l do like love. Course I do, who doesn’t love love? Whether it’s the heart-racing, face-flushing, endorphin-boosting, whole-body-engulfing tsunami of new love, or the joy of seeing the long term object of your affections