After much needed girl talk, topics of discussions prompted this long overdue blog. I’ll be as nice as I can possibly be throughout the carefully chosen words about true life experiences so sit tight, relax and enjoy. You might learn something today.
Depending on when you started dating and experimenting with ‘boys’ I’m sure you’ve kissed a lot of frogs and princes or princesses, whatever it may be. You’ve swapped gum, mints, different flavors across the tongue lines, you’ve kissed in the rain, in the snow, in the dark, in a closet, at a red light, at a party, during a game of truth or dare, wherever, whenever and you have stories just like I do. For me, a kiss is like a light switch, it either creates a spark or it doesn’t and if you’ve ever read any of these it is all about the spark with me. I’ve kissed a lot of frogs, the ones where you need a towel afterwards because they drooled all over the front of your mouth and you try to run the next time they go for it because as of now, your sleeves are wet from wiping the doggy drool. The ones who jam their tongue down your throat and when they continue trying to dig out your tonsils and you try to push them away they think it’s a game of foreplay. Those who have no rhythm to their pursuit you wonder if you should’ve asked them to moonwalk first then you’d have made a run for it. The ones who don’t change the way they kiss, it’s the same thing over and over again, it lacks passion and adventure, pure boredom.
Then I’ve kissed a few princes, I can rank them too, one no one can compare to. But most of all it’s the memory of the kiss, how passionate it was, how it was the 2nd, 3rd, 5th time if you are counting. You can tell a lot about how a person feels thru a kiss, especially if you both are on the same page. I’m not saying kissing is a game of winners and losers, but it’s a connection that has to be in psync. A good kisser creates a pause in time, transports you to another place, makes you feel like you two are the only people in the room (at times you are), creates depth to the kiss that makes you anxious to find out what happens next. Kissing them is like a buzz, an addiction, it makes you into a kissing whore, you want to do it all the time, you can’t stop. Well of course you can stop, I think you know what I mean. But seriously now, (ha ha kudos to my cousin’s Greys shirt) can u survive a relationship with a bad kisser? Does it, can it get better? Can you deal with the possibility that you could be kissing a Retriever for the rest of your life (that’s if everything else with the package is fantab)?
Regardless of what happens afterwards it all starts with a kiss and ends with a kiss and I will never kiss and tell /winks.
Since the invention of the kiss, there have been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. – Princess Bride