Meme again
Subjects provided by prolificdiarist this time.
Garlic
I flipping love garlic. I probably over-use it, but it tastes sooooo good. I like kissing people who taste of garlic. I like the smell of garlic. I like garlic with almost all savoury food. I didn't grow up eating it, probably didn't start using it until I was a teenager.
Kissing
I really like kissing. Sometimes I like it more than sex, and I really really like sex. I like sweet kisses, passionate snogs, delicately kissing someone on their hand. I am a kissing chameleon: I do not have my own kissing style, and I adapt it to how the person I'm kissing reacts. I was kissing another kissing chameleon the other week, it was quite interesting. Tongue, teeth, lips mmm. Keep using lipbalm people! I want to kiss more of you.
London
I escaped my village to live in London when I was 18. I love London. I love how you can hide in the city in the middle of millions of people. I love the history of it. I love the mixture of old and new. I love all of the different cultures that are here. I love the river. I love the skyline. I love viewing the city from high points like Parliament Hill and Primrose Hill. I never want to live anywhere else. I love that I can wear outrageous things and have hardly anyone comment. I love the unfriendliness, though my estate is full of people who actually talk to their neighbours! I've lived in London for fourteen years (I had a wilderness year in Edinburgh).
e-hugs
I like receiving e-hugs some of the time. When I'm writing about really big stuff like adoption loss and suicidal ideation I *really* don't like e-hugs. They seem so hollow. But when I'm a little bit down they're great. I like giving people e-hugs when there's nothing intelligent that I can say to make things better. So - mixed.
Attention
Ooh I love attention. I have an attention-seeking hairstyle, and sometimes wear attention-seeking clothing. I like being photographed. I like being listened to. I feel lonely and clingy and insecure quite a lot of the time (not most, but some) and a few nice words here and there can lift me so much.
When I'm feeling anxious and self-conscious, sometimes I don't want to be looked at. I don't want to be noticed. But then, if someone talks to me in the right sort of way, their attention can help a lot.
Sometimes I quite like negative attention too. I like reacting to people who shout at me in the street. I've shouted back, blown kisses etc. Especially when at the World Naked Bike Ride!
I enjoyed writing about these, thanks prolificdiarist :-)
Garlic
I flipping love garlic. I probably over-use it, but it tastes sooooo good. I like kissing people who taste of garlic. I like the smell of garlic. I like garlic with almost all savoury food. I didn't grow up eating it, probably didn't start using it until I was a teenager.
Kissing
I really like kissing. Sometimes I like it more than sex, and I really really like sex. I like sweet kisses, passionate snogs, delicately kissing someone on their hand. I am a kissing chameleon: I do not have my own kissing style, and I adapt it to how the person I'm kissing reacts. I was kissing another kissing chameleon the other week, it was quite interesting. Tongue, teeth, lips mmm. Keep using lipbalm people! I want to kiss more of you.
London
I escaped my village to live in London when I was 18. I love London. I love how you can hide in the city in the middle of millions of people. I love the history of it. I love the mixture of old and new. I love all of the different cultures that are here. I love the river. I love the skyline. I love viewing the city from high points like Parliament Hill and Primrose Hill. I never want to live anywhere else. I love that I can wear outrageous things and have hardly anyone comment. I love the unfriendliness, though my estate is full of people who actually talk to their neighbours! I've lived in London for fourteen years (I had a wilderness year in Edinburgh).
e-hugs
I like receiving e-hugs some of the time. When I'm writing about really big stuff like adoption loss and suicidal ideation I *really* don't like e-hugs. They seem so hollow. But when I'm a little bit down they're great. I like giving people e-hugs when there's nothing intelligent that I can say to make things better. So - mixed.
Attention
Ooh I love attention. I have an attention-seeking hairstyle, and sometimes wear attention-seeking clothing. I like being photographed. I like being listened to. I feel lonely and clingy and insecure quite a lot of the time (not most, but some) and a few nice words here and there can lift me so much.
When I'm feeling anxious and self-conscious, sometimes I don't want to be looked at. I don't want to be noticed. But then, if someone talks to me in the right sort of way, their attention can help a lot.
Sometimes I quite like negative attention too. I like reacting to people who shout at me in the street. I've shouted back, blown kisses etc. Especially when at the World Naked Bike Ride!
I enjoyed writing about these, thanks prolificdiarist :-)