purplechameleon is feeling better
I want to find a boy that makes steam come out of my ears when he kisses me.
How I did it: Simply. Funly. On the beach. In bed. Alone and around other people. During sunset. At 3:00 AM. Awkwardly. Animatedly. With lust and boredom and disgust and the instinct to please.
Lessons & tips: How about "kiss seriously" instead of "be seriously kissed?" Passive romance? Not so much...
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purplechameleon is feeling better
I want to find a boy that makes steam come out of my ears when he kisses me.
clubcrackers too, too, too.
I just wanted to share this picture, which is unbelievably cute and has been lurking around my computer for weeks. But, also, I kind of miss having a someone.
This goal just reminds me of that. :(
Katie R summertime;; weekend!
Well…my past boyfriend [my first and only boyfriend, also now my ex-boyfriend] and I kissed quite a bit. He would kiss me in a way that he would want me to think was serious. But I know that every time he tried to make me think he was kissing me in a serious manner, he was really not. He was trying to get his little buzz off me…kinda played me. But I knew it at the time. So this is why I have this goal marked as ‘not accomplished’.
Maybe the next guy that comes along will seriously kiss me…and seriously mean it. :]
My experience has been that Great Kissers are rare. It must be a skill that’s hard to master, perhaps? Why isn’t there more discussion of the art of good kissing? Seems like all aspects of sex are dissected, but this one is overlooked. Right? Wrong?
I’ve had a few good kiss moments with different guys. Recently I had a really good one with my boyfriend. :)
It was worth the waiting. It was worth the risk.
“This kiss makes the room spin. This kiss is like the kiss I have read about a million times, seen in the movies. The one I wasn’t sure existed in real life. I have never felt this way before. Fireworks and all.”
~ from Something Borrowed by Emily Giffin
I just get this feeling in the pit of my stomach and I can’t hear or see anything. I can’t think at all. And it feels as if I don’t hold on to that person, I’ll fall. And even afterwards I still can’t think straight. Like one time with my bf, as soon as he pulled away he asked me a question and I was still out of it so he had to ask it again. lol. sigh
At the time, it meant something I can’t describe. You know it meant something cause all you do is remember it, or you can’t even remember it because it was so amazing. Euphoric is the proper word