awww...

every now and then the world's inhabitants prove me wrong in my generalised hatred. i have to cut back.
found this entry on postsecret:

"I have made six postcards, all with secrets that I was afraid to tell the one person I tell everything to, my boyfriend. This morning I planned to mail them, but instead I left them on the pillow next to his head while he was sleeping. 10 minutes ago he arrived at my office and asked me to marry him. I said yes."-Canada

maybe it's not all going to hell in a handbasket...
walk good. feel the love.