Squeezer By Nature

Awww, my heart warms like a candle wick being slowly consumed by a flame with these sweet Ann|Anne snuggles. So tender.

Watching these two reminds me that I’ve recently discovered something about myself: When I love something, like really love it, I am a squeezer by nature. And it’s not the cute AW squeeze we see in this clip. No, it’s…intense. As in, I could break some bones in half, and not just little ones like ribs. I’m talking tibias. I don’t know if it’s an adrenaline thing or a muscle spasm thing, or an alien living inside me that takes over my body when I’m in love, but…I have to try and control myself (for the safety of humankind). To do this I scrunch my entire face…I start with the eyes and then move to the cheeks, mouth, and chin and forehead…let it collapse in on itself and release the energy through that horrific facial expression. Then I squeeze my hands together until they are one second away from necrosis. Simple. I guess what I’m trying to convey is, AL would have been severely crippled if I would have been AW in this scene. Hmm. All of this seemed relatively normal until I wrote it out. In any case, better hope I don’t fall in love with you…otherwise. Well, you’ve read what happens.