ClearAsCrystal

I think you really AGE when things actually happen. Like life altering things. When the numbers and birthdays roll around, you will never ever really feel the difference. I mean, say we were born feb 29th and had to deal with leap years...would we really feel 4 when we have actually loved triple the amount? Nah. So numbers really don't count. I guess I would age myself at 49

well, the situations change when the poor thing is with 103 fevers and headaches that make him cry. I hate to touch him at these moments because his skin is sensitive and the embarrassment comes from me and also mostly because I hate to make his status more uncomfortable than it already is. In any other scenario, that really would have been made into a more pleasing and EROTIC? time.

oh gawd! when I get him alone...... :rolleyes: :whip: I will walk into that bedroom repressed and he will leave that room impressed. mmmmmhhhh . hell yes.

really? it's not THAT bad. Crazy girl, you come up with the most difficult scenarios! :wacko: Maybe down south it's more common to talk about spf? I think it's a serious need here. Like if you don't wear a good number of spf, you have to walk around looking like a shrimp shell the next day..and feel like whatever the hell a shrimp shell must feel like.

hooot! the best part is the comment that a certain 'rsunist' left 8 months ago: ' why does superman sound foreign' <<<(except he actually spelled it forien) :rolleyes:

yeah, I have that going on. I have posted this before. MOST of my friends are hispanic. And my family is all tan. They are basically the color of my sister who is in this old pic. And I am in it too. And I am not tan! I am the palest of all my people :thumbsdown: I am the second one (from left to right) and Le sister is the last one in line. You can't see the difference and overly amount. But it's there. And worse in better lighting.

yeah. well, he held it anyway. I had gloves on (we held hands before while I had gloves on, no biggie) He knew I felt like a total... you know. IDIOT It was all right...only I felt lame because he could see my intentions and what MAYBE? I had in my mind. Well damn, we are not allowed to kiss so whatever :disappointed: it's been a week and minimal contact ...so... yeah. sexual repressions! :wacko:

:dance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17HcujFdIs8

sucker! :laugh4: stop makin me laugh!

His name is: Not-important-enough-to-remember. I double dog dare you to call him RIGHT now. like RIGHT now. :sneaky: come on guys say yes and back me up :wink3:

well, even small things. Like, I was visiting my old man at the hospital today (aka: Le boyfriend). And he was laying down. He reached towards the little button to his left that lowers and lifts his mattress angle. Well, he happens to be reaching towards MY direction and his hand is weak and shaky (and we had just exchanged " i love you's" ) so it was just still for a few seconds. The poor thing just wanted to elevate his head, and there I was like a dolt...reaching to HOLD his hand. LOSER. wowo. I didn't know what to do after that. But there have been worse moments, I'll say. :blush:

sun protection factor. the number is the amount of effectiveness it has in your sunblock.

Seriously.

uh oh...you better start coughing now (you know..." getting" sick) so you can't go :dance: Tickets, for a rave!? whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat is that business about? You have to have tickets to enter a rave? I thought it was just a regular ol club entry? o Vell.

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I actually don't do the fives either. I thought that was your scene. O I praise the lord for not having me grow up in the smashing " high five" to everything. :rolleyes: Anyway. I can't see (even after the abbreviated explanation) how that could be dirty. But that's just it. It's all in your dirty old mind. That reminds me... of those little moments when you THINK your significant other wants more lovin than they really do... and you act on it.... :blush: urgh

yeah . say maybe we can do something relaxing first. Like a cup of joe. and then a rave LATER. damn.

yeah. I mean, with lyrics like: "I'm gonna buy a gun..." You would THINK they could head somewhere dangerous. when really, it turns out to be a song playing for a PITA advertisement.

yeah. those moods are crazy. low five on the thread. And I do mean LOW. :kiss:

Nah, sometimes.... if I just have the "mood" (yeah, horny isn't the word) ... you can hear sex EVERYWHERE. In ANYTHING. Alcohol does cheer that mood on, I'll say. But it could happen sans alcohol (for me, anyway). Like they could be telling the most innocent story: " ...and yeah, that sock was on the floor and I bent over to pick it up. Took it to the hamper(OHMYGODHESAID"BENT"!) :bomb: :whatever:

hahah If anyone ever said negatives towards Coldplay and me character... well I would say/sing "I'm gonna buy a gun, and see you dead..blame it on a violent rush of blood to the head"

heheh well...G what was the boy thinking inviting her to a rave off the bat. maybe though that is his scene... where he feels most comfortable. So I am just hoping he is not a freak and he doesn't entice pretty girls to raves where they well never be seen again.

there is (damn it ...i am make-up addicted) anyway there is make-up that has spf added.

tap on the windows! yeah yeah! that's in the ' Creeps...are you a good un?' guidebook.

omigawd your sig! :bomb: what was wrong with my comment!? :uhoh: