scarred.

So today I was in the student center just eating a lovely salad with a friend of mine. And I heard some freshman boys whispering about something. So I looked. And there, at a table not 20 feet from mine, was a couple. Their chairs were about a foot from each other. And it looked like he was trying to swallow her face. And she liked it. Scarred. For life. Never letting another man touch me. Just kidding. Kind of.

For a visual, please watch the following: