Then, he kissed me. And I still feel the syllables of "I love you" tickling the edges of my cupid's bow.
What can I say? I watched Bridget Jone's Diary for the first time in my 16 years. AndΒ Β my goodness, that kiss under the snow. FAR OUT. :") I was positively giddy with smiles and giggles. Till the point, there is this dull ache in my head. Uh-oh. I hope you lovelies had a brilliant day. Have YOU watched that movie?! If you are up for a fangirl/fanboy session, that's entirely cool with me. *winks* Night! xo