"may I eat your face?"

So I come home yesterday to see a lovely hormonal couple in "illegal" stake dance form..

And i'm like, "whatever," you know? a tender couple telling each other a sweet happening of their day.

NO!

They were just getting into their make-out sesh. I'm on the third floor people, I can see them perfectly across the street (same with 18 other people).

It's fine if they can't control their dying lip passion for each other....but in public? She does live in this thing called an apartment, go tell her roommates that Ryan Gosling's outside and make out in the living room, have some decency.

Well the romantic mood hasn't left yet.

It started raining. like "between light drizzle and down pour perfect rain texture" kind of rain. 

You know you've dreamed about it.

So, we put some T-Swift on, trying to set even more of a mood (because they are in their own little world and they could be eternal companions, we do encourage true love, at the least)

Their behavior is quite normal, actually.

Because the no alcohol and limited visiting hours thing takes out the college fun at BYU..apparently

so, students find rebellion in their lips. 

Everyone got this magazine last week on their doorsteps.

Just for BYU and UVU students.

It features 12 "kisses they will go crazy for."

Ya, 8/12 of them make me want to barf up last weeks Cafe Rio trip.

My lips will stay on Ben and Jerry

#"6 The Lick Kiss- Just before kissing, pull back a little and gently run your tongue along your partner's lip, whether it be the top lip, or a complete circle around the lips. Then plant one on them!"

I'd rather have a giraffe lick every item of food in my fridge then to have some man's dirty tongue on my lips. 

is that just me?

ew..I choose not to think of this anymore...or frankly watch it while I eat my burnt pizza.

People, don't publicly disturb me.