Confession #3: I don't like to kiss

It's true. I don't really like to kiss... on the mouth... French kiss, anyways.

I don't mind kissing someone somewhere else, & I DEF don't mind being kissed somewhere else. But I don't like the whole open-mouthed, 'I'm drooling, you're drooling, let's stick our tongues in each other's mouths' kind of kiss. It's kinda gross.

I like what a kiss can lead to... as well as the anticipation that can lead to a kiss... but I've never been fond of kissing, except for when it came to kissing this 1 guy. We met during my junior year of college, I think. We met at a 'sushi/karaoke' party (haha) that a friend of mine was hosting. He was 1 of 4 white dudes in a room full of Korean girls & Vietnamese guys. We met, we mingled, we instantly clicked. We might have hit it off a little too well tho ;-)... (haha, we didn't do THAT). Now HE... was my soulmate (in terms of kissing). It is too bad that didn't work out, but he only left me with fond memories. I miss his lips (and ALMOST everything attached to them).

I have not really enjoyed kissing anybody else. I kinda enjoyed kissing the "not-ex". But even then, it was only "kind of". I remember ONE instance where we shared a great kiss, but of all the times we kissed, that only happened once. He always smelled good though! (To me). I later on pinpointed that smell to the smell of the food called falafels. I don't particularly like to eat falafels, but that's what he smelled like. It was the pheremones I guess. Even when he was all sweaty he smelled great to me. Except for this one time. He came over, kissed me, & his lips reeked of the scent of another girl's *pussy*. He smelled like shit.