His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
Split this crowd right down the middle, I want one half on this side, one half on that side.
We’re not going to make you run into each other we’re not that kind of fucking band, we’re not heavy.
Face someone, look someone in the eye. Pick someone, pick anyone. Walk over to them and give them a big hug.
It’s called the wall of hugs everybody.
- Kellin Quinn
if I have a band that gets this big im going to have a wall of kisses where you split it down the middle and kiss someone you’ve never met before
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