i’m a freak. i CANNOT stand it when people touch my face.

i think it is absolutely disgusting and i get completely creeped out.

my natural instinct is usually to slap the hand away…but sometimes that isn’t totally appropriate. sometimes, you’re mid-smooch with a new boy who you might not want to completely scare off by showing him your freakish tendencies. (at least not yet…)

obviously this has me thinking about kissing and boys…

which is sorta silly because i haven’t had anything more than a platonic or a family kiss in…

well, since the last time i did.

maybe that’s not so silly, maybe that’s the root of it?

who knows?

but onto the smooches.

kissing is a BIG thing for me. when i think about being interested in a guy, that’s one of the first things i imagine: smooching him. if the thought doesn’t sound as delicious to me as a peanut butter smoothie, then i cut him loose immediately.

kisses say a lot: how a guy kisses you, when a guy kisses you, where a guy kisses you, and where a guy’s hands are when he kisses…

if the first thing he does is shove his tongue down my throat, he’s not interested in me, he’s interested in what he hopes to do to me. next, please!

a guy that is interested in kissing you for the right reasons is going to take his cues from you (and likewise you should take your cues from him). i think the perfect smooch uses the tongue like an exclamation point. as an accent in the right areas. some paragraphs have more exclamation points than others. some have none at all, it depends on the kiss and the mood. as you can tell from my writing, it’s rare that you ever see “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” written on the page (though that can come through in my personality). therefore, smoochers styled like that aren’t my thing (the exclamation points should be implied, not forced down my throat, thankyouverymuch!). those kinds of kisses completely ruin it for me. it goes from a fun smooch session, to playing defense. defense isn’t meant to be a part of kissing.

which brings me back to my original point…hands on my face. i shouldn’t need to smack your hand away. so, DO NOT TOUCH MY FACE.

i admit…it’s sweet and romantic and can feel terribly intimate, but as a general rule – i HATE it.

though, i confess…
once upon a time, in a dream, i met a boy.
when he kissed me he touched my face.
surprisingly, i didn’t hate it.
my bestie told me to marry him.
obvi, that didn’t happen. (because. not real life)
but i guess that’s what i should be looking for now…
someone whose hands are not repulsive to my face?