Humans of NewYork is a website which I really love. I am intrigued by all the sincere stories.
Have a look here:

Look at these little stories I’ve found there:

“I broke his nose in a mosh pit.”
Well that’s a special way to find a boyfriend.

“I found him in the trash. I named him Shadow because he followed me everywhere.”

These two were acting like complete teenagers. When I walked up, she was nuzzling her head against his shoulder. She giggled the entire time I talked with them, while he kept a big goofy grin on his face. And whenever I asked about their relationship, she clutched his arm, looked at him just like this, giggled, then said: “We’re not telling!”
So cute