I have no clue how to start this review. But I don’t think this is going to be a review. This is just going to be more me just fangirling instead.
Um. Yeah, I found it. This is the one. The fucking one. I FUCKING FOUND IT, omg I’m so happy. You do not know how happy I am. As much as I fucking adoreeeee guilty of romance. This is the mother fucking King! Wooh, let’s go.
Holy shit, I’m…
Honestly, give me like 7 more of these, wait! no, fuck it give me a full-fledged series that'll make me happy. Yeah, this shit is what I thrive on.
How in the absolute fuck was this made in 1962, like how
Innocence, hope, goals, romance, passion, friendship, commitment, investment, self-guilt, self-worth, neediness, wanting, jealousy, weirdness, perversion, love, and life.
Treat those years at school the most, I myself disliked school half the time when I was a student but when I finished there was a neverending void just standing in front of me on what to do next. Love and Pop presents a story upon getting more…