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I decided to ditch a conference/seminar today so I could catch up on my school work. Instead I have watched TLC all morning. A Dating Story was my fave. At the end of the date the girl went in for a good night kiss and the boy shot her down. She looked stunned and I laughed. I realized that I never put myself out there like that. I never initiate anything. I'm the kind of person who secretly has crushes but does nothing to pursue the crushes. If I was to go on a date tomorrow and the boy leaned in to give me a kiss I would cover my face and say something like "Ahhh, this is too uncomfortable." That's how I am. However, this past summer, for one month, I was completely different. I allowed myself to be approached and allowed myself to approach. I kissed and was kissed and was intimate without inhibitions or fear. It was a strange sensation, and I'm confused. By the way I hate the word intimacy. |
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