When I save these as jpegs to later upload, I give them descriptive file names, because memory is semantic. This one was simply called “yikes.”
Still, maybe I’m being a pessimist. Maybe these people have found true love, and are lucky enough to realize it. I can only assume that the gentleman in this relationship was in possession of the lady’s glass slipper. Or perhaps he rescued her from a tower by climbing her hair? Maybe he awoke her from a curse with only his kiss.
Do you get it? Because true love only happens in fairy tales, guys. That’s the joke.
