[quote="(JC's) Woe is Me"]How could I be a bad boyfriend, if I love to kiss so much? [/quote]

Question! You don't have a third eye on the middle of your forehead that is always peering out at the object of your slobbering affection, do you?

Longshot, I know, but that'd be your answer right there.

You r sikk! dazz is what yu iz.


4 out of 5 doctors that tried camels went back to women...

I'm not reading that last post. You, sir, are a [i]lesbian[/i].

[i]I love to kiss[/i]. Kissing is fantastic. Maybe scary at first, that first kiss with someone always is, but just after that once you've both realized that you are in fact going to touch lips and you are in fact going to kiss, and touch each other's bodies with your hands, then that's the best part. When you first feel that. I love to kiss, even if it's the hundredth time I've kissed that person, even if it's the ten hundredth time. I love the feeling on my lips, the way my skin turns hot, and my eyes water, and my lips grow numb, but they also feel more than they normally do. My body tingles all over, as if it's trying to feel everything all at once that's going on around me, and then I stop kissing and I look down at her, and her cheeks are pink and flushed, and her eyes are watery, and her lips are pink and hot, and her hands are on me, and my throat is dry, and my body is shaking, and my arms are shaking so much I hope she doesn't notice, but I can't stop shaking, so to keep her from noticing I just kiss her even harder.

[i]I love to kiss[/i]. Kissing is what living is for. But good kissing comes with touching, and so on. But living is in the kiss. The lips, touching and moving. Your upper lip over their upper lip, your upper lip below their upper lip. Lips open, licking teeth, licking lips, licking tongues. Kissing lips, and chins, and cheeks, and eyelids, necks, and shoulders. Kissing is the best thing.

How could I be a bad boyfriend, if I love to kiss so much? I couldn't be!!! I can kiss better than any man alive, and I"ll go three rounds with the boy with the balls to say I can't.

-Jolt Country's very own -- Woe is Me

For the record, I didn't start this. I wasn't the guy who started this thread, that was somebody else. I only quoted Metallica, and I did it using Google. Considering the whiny, angsty tone, I thought the quote appropriate. What did I do?

Last I heard, they were called 'Metallica', but I don't really think they're the same people anymore.

Who writes this shit? Is there some army of apes with a room of computers trolling this board?

The sad part is, that not only have I dated guys like this, but if I suspected that that was one of them, I wouldn't even be able to narrow my guess down to 1 :(

Hey, James, baby.... you totally suck now. You know that, right?

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters

I'm "[i]really bad at being a boyfriend[/i]" apparently.

I can't think of the right things to say at any moment. I hate so many things out of my life right now.

Of course that I just wrote that is a part of me being a bad boyfriend. I think it's perfectly okay for me to say or do things that aren't right. Even when I say things that I did and said were wrong I am lying, because I don't really believe that I did anything wrong.

Because I'm a horrible person.

I'm living in the past and I can't do anything about it. I should not be important to people. I'm an asshole. Nothing I say can mean anything, because it's all a lie, and nothing I can do can mean anything because I don't mean it. I'm hollow, and meaningless. But that's just what I think, which doesn't mean anything, because of course, I don't mean it.

-Jolt Country's very own -- Woe is Me