Posted 6:27 PM by dE.SoL.AtE
[Equations] -explicit contents, guidance advisory

Devoted lover = Excellent kisser = Poor sexual partner

You're just too innocent.. You don't comprehend the emotions your experience, whether its adrenaline rush or is it sexually arousing, everything to you is too embarrassing and weird.
Yes it is weird. That's why it's an option strictly open for lovers. Although there're exceptions though.
Yes i'm being illogical, but the perfect love life is one with sexual activity, where they term the activity "make love". Simply literally meaning make love. How to feel the love when its embarassing and weird all the time?

Every single bit of skin on you is just so purposely tickled, that you just keep thinking that i'm just tickling you. Gosh, there's a new meaning to making love i guess. Tickling. I simply hate tickling cos it causes sexual drive to blast to the brim. Moreover the sensitive and definite places which would indefinitely arouse me are so exposed and regulated just for you fingers to probe about. Thanks for arousing me and leaving me in the lurch. Thanks for letting me kill the feelings myself. I never FELT bEtter.

Enclosed rooms and locked doors provide excellent ambience for sexual arouses and adrenaline rushes. Which is precisely the places i shall avoid in future. INdefinitely.

STOP kissing me. STOP touching me at places which only converges me into a sex diva. I hate you. I hate all these. How i wish i never see you again. What's embarassing is, you not respecting the whole thing altogether and hey, don't keep telling me that you're not totally against the whole idea of petting. Not against doesn't equate to willing, so just voice it out then. It is simply a turn-off. What the heck. I'd rather you just be a devoted lover thats all. Stop being so physical and so touchy. NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!

Posted 9:21 PM by dE.SoL.AtE
hihi.. just testing.. haven't been bloggin here for a while..
well, this will be my pit for my really dark thoughts i suppose.
Right?
Dumping gounds, they call it.

Posted 4:02 AM by dE.SoL.AtE
All the thoughts racing through my head...
A multitude of inner voices spoke up in my head..
A gazillion bits per second and information were being processed at one time..
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts..
"What's life?"
"What's your motive in life?"
"What are you going to be doing when you grow up?"
"When are you going to earn your first million dollars?"
"Your first Sea Games medal?".."Find a wife?... get married... have kids... get a job..."

This is a crucial year for me i guess.. I have to focus on my studies, my trainings..
Seriously i never thought of adding another bag to my hands..
But i carried you anyway.. Because i had feelings for you my dear..
My arms are getting tired with the load. So i put aside my studies and my trainings..
But i held on to you..
Taking a rest, i realised how vulnerable one can get.
One is in his wee years of his life, not at all old, yet relatively old enough to be thinking for himself.
So he ought to be thinking for himself. His future, his life.. his ambitions..
So what if it is love. True love doesn't buy you food, water nor does it give you more knowledge of the world.
From a simple aspect, guys around me get attached because they're interested to find out what kissing is like.
Some are just excited about holding hands, some want to feel what it is like to have another responsibility in life..
Some atrocious immoral maggots are just plain interested in sex. In the sexual pleasures and the unfamiliar body of the opposite gender.
To sleep with a girl is all they want in life.
"Where do i stand?" I ask myself.
Honestly, i am a bit of everything above. Including the immoral bit.
So i ask myself. So what does she see in a relationship.. Naturally women have different perspectives to this question..
As reports have shown, guys are always more physically attracted to a lady, and a lady is more often attracted to the things beyond physical quantities.
Which probably brings us to the cliche that teenage relationships seldom last.
The guy somehow satisfies his physical wants, and all in a moment of impulse, he realises there's nothing more to the relationship already.
You touch me, sending tingles down my arms and down my spine.. Adrenaline rushes.. Blood flow accelerates. sexual desires run high.
And i refrain.. You ask me why i had stomach cramps that time. In fact i have it all the time. And only after i part with you..
-Shall skip the details-

I say i'm a jerk. Is this lust or is this love..
If it is lust, i must refrain. I'm sorry i lusted. I'm not sure if i did, but i suppose i did. And i'm really sorry..
I lied i lied.. The lights are flashing red in my eyes..
"yes i'm sorry i lied" i shriek.
Sorry sorrY!

I want to continue my journey with my other bags.
Can you walk on your own?
What is it that separates lovers from best friends.
Its merely a thin line.
Lovers hold hands. Best friends don't.
Friends love each other, and i love you.
But i don't kiss my friend. I kiss you.
So what's to a relationship?
I yearn to find out.
Tell me tell me tell me..