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The effort I put into kisses and eyes has surprised me. I find I'm not as interested in anything else. The face, I want to connect to it, taste it, watch it, feel it, hold it, hear it, all that. The head takes precedent to everything else. And hugs are valuable too. I can't seem to withdraw from excessive embraces and strokes. I am cheesy as hell and I love it. Being naked and humping, sucking, and everything else was exciting. But I found I am much better at arousing than being aroused. I am much better at appearing and doing than being done. And last night I almost cried. It was a horrible display of vulnerability but I just couldn't get over how many changes had occurred in my life. Bang bang bang, from one thing to the next my life has shifted uphill. I always always ALWAYS knew that 21 would be my year. I am a diva now. It's a certified fact.
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