Kissing is like opening a door. The key must fit in the lock perfectly. Otherwise its just a lot of jabbing and shaking. Kissing is like taking someone on a trip through the stars. Wanderlusting through time and space and melting the fabric of energy around us until we are everywhere all at once. A good kiss can speak volumes. You can have a whole conversation through the connection of lips to skin.

Good Sex to me is like an Symphony. Well paced with a background of story and music all leading up to a series of exclamations and cataclysmic eruptions leading up to a grand finale and a soft lingering hum in the ears. Olympic Sex. Quickies. Just because dinner was really good. Sex is tender and full of exposition and raw naked vulnerable aggression. It is the steam engine boring through the mountain tunnel. It is the piston pumping repeatedly through the engine core. It is every hackeneyed euphemism we've ever spouted.


The one moment where you see the spark, the potential of something undiscovered.

That's not the end, it is only the beginning.

Random guy hit on me at a campus bookstore yesterday.  I think he is a bit of a player, had all the lines and repartee down pat.  I think I shall let him entertain me all the while tracking his game.  When I catch him in a lie, I think I will let him go. You never know, once I get past his ego and defenses he may actually be a decent guy.

It's a start.  I don't know how anyone will find me, or if I want to be found.  But here I am.  25. Closeted Bi-Curious.  Musical.   Debunker of myths (Love Mythbusters).  Watches too much TV. Doesn't get out nearly enough.  Too honest with some,  not enough with others.Life in general: Busy, active, and I feel like I've learned a lot in the last week through reading (two books - one on Metabolism Typing, the other being 7 Effective Habits, which I've been sporadically reading for awhile) and having discussions. I've learned about myself, about changing relationships and about human nature. I've had some moments of clarity and some moments of feeling free. I realized that sometimes I overestimate my importance in people's lives because I'm emotionally intense and form tight bonds when I allow myself to. Maybe this is another way in which I'm "all or nothing". I think I have to learn that there's an "in between" point between being guarded and letting someone in completely. Currently, people either see little of my inside or more than they want. If you're in you're in and get access to my brain, heart and soul whether you like it or not. This includes the bad and the good, either extreme. If you're out you're out, limited access, no extremes, where everything is "fine" or "good" and "How are you?" is answered with a stock responses and little to no details. Very few people are in the former category and reading this, I'm really not sure why anyone would want to be. I'm sooo a typical libra.