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Well, ASIDE from sex...
I have two fleece blankets on my bed. When I sleep, I lie in between them. It is VERY comfortable.
I have two fleece blankets on my bed. When I sleep, I lie in between them. It is VERY comfortable.
6 months before I went to bootcamp, I reluctantly quit smoking so I wouldn't drop dead from the mental stress of bootcamp + nicotine withdrawal + the physical stress of having to run for hours on a pair of tar filled smoker's lungs.
I tell you all this to contextualize the following statement.
The first cigarette you have in 8 months, when you didn't wanna quit in the first place, is a bliss that I still have been yet to match.
I tell you all this to contextualize the following statement.
The first cigarette you have in 8 months, when you didn't wanna quit in the first place, is a bliss that I still have been yet to match.
The feeling of getting into a pair of pajamas that had been left in a cool room all day so they're nice and refreshing after a day of work/hot weather, and climbing into a bed that's equally cool.
Especially when they aren't my pajamas. ZING.
Especially when they aren't my pajamas. ZING.
Since orgasm is out of the way, the body heat of your loved one under some really soft blankets on a really, really cold day. With hot cocoa.
I was reading that aloud in my head, and your avatar animated the second I got to the ZING.StellarViking said:
when i'm able to forget about things that stress me out, so i guess it's that feeling of being absolutely enthrawled in a game or tv show...
ugh, now i'm more depressed. i need to get a new game or something......
ugh, now i'm more depressed. i need to get a new game or something......
I assume it's sex, but until I have the pleasure of experiencing that, mine is backrubs.
So is making love just sex or like making out?
I dream of the day when I can relate to this.Amberella said:
So is making love just sex or like making out?
Hmmm.. Sex aside...
-Taking a ruthless piss when you've been holding it in on a car ride or something for hours.
-Ecstasy (MDMA). I once attended an absolutely epic rave (lasers, mad DJs, the works) after lining a pill and a half, and I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was the single most incredible night on the town I've ever experienced. Think the sensation of waking up on christmas morning as a six-year-old, amplified tenfold and stretched over five hours. I danced like a spastic for hours on end, but it was okay, because half the other people there were on a similar buzz, and everything felt indescribably AMAZING.
-Seeing Rammstein live, mosh-pit. Fucking legendary performers, and by far the best concert I've been to. The sheer electric energy of a mosh is something else..
-Taking a ruthless piss when you've been holding it in on a car ride or something for hours.
-Ecstasy (MDMA). I once attended an absolutely epic rave (lasers, mad DJs, the works) after lining a pill and a half, and I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was the single most incredible night on the town I've ever experienced. Think the sensation of waking up on christmas morning as a six-year-old, amplified tenfold and stretched over five hours. I danced like a spastic for hours on end, but it was okay, because half the other people there were on a similar buzz, and everything felt indescribably AMAZING.
-Seeing Rammstein live, mosh-pit. Fucking legendary performers, and by far the best concert I've been to. The sheer electric energy of a mosh is something else..
You probably should have included a 'no orgasm clause' or something.
Besides that...
I was having dinner once, and it was basically a perfect meal.
Steak was practically seamless, well done, hot off the grill.
There was a mixture of pasta shells and thin crinkled carrot slices, in a creamy cheese sauce.
A few other things, for some stupid reason I can't remember them, but I really like them. I'm a fussy eater, and his had almost everything I want in a meal.
And then I remember... there were hash browns in the oven.
Mouth salivating, hands shaking, I pull them out, and put about eight of them on my plate. There's no more room, so I have to put them on top of the other parts of the meal. The entire plate now has a lid of hash browns.
The best feeling I've ever had was a tie between realising the hash browns were waiting for me, and actually eating the meal itself.
Besides that...
I was having dinner once, and it was basically a perfect meal.
Steak was practically seamless, well done, hot off the grill.
There was a mixture of pasta shells and thin crinkled carrot slices, in a creamy cheese sauce.
A few other things, for some stupid reason I can't remember them, but I really like them. I'm a fussy eater, and his had almost everything I want in a meal.
And then I remember... there were hash browns in the oven.
Mouth salivating, hands shaking, I pull them out, and put about eight of them on my plate. There's no more room, so I have to put them on top of the other parts of the meal. The entire plate now has a lid of hash browns.
The best feeling I've ever had was a tie between realising the hash browns were waiting for me, and actually eating the meal itself.