Last time I tingled was the other night when I dreamt that I fucked Tom Waits. Problem was that immediately after it was over I felt incredibly bad for having cheated on my boy. Who the hell feels guilty about infidelity while they're still dreaming? Me, apparently.
I love loVE LOVE your art work you have up in yer pics. NICE. AND I like your bum too...very very good bum
I hated dancing when I was young. We used to have dances in grade 8 and it was such a horrible experience...the slow dance part. Worried that you won't get asked...worried that you will and have to lift your arms to reveal sweat stains and the sweet smell of your body. Worried that the yucky boy will ask. Worried that the yummy boy won't.
Dancing has gotten much better...maybe it's the booze that often gets involved?
No thoughts in my head at all when dancing. I've come to realize that there are no thoughts in my head too much, period - relax, breath. I usually just listen to the music and enter into the part of it that I like at that moment. Unless there is a hot girl wiggling around in front of me. That can distract me from my zen dancing for a bit.
awwww. you can come over whenever. but i live far and in a poopy little town no one likes (but mandymo likes it just fine here on fridays. hahaha).
snuggling and almost behaving are some of my favourite things.
also, i like the way that you think. and there is no such thing as thinking too much, just too deeply. the deeper you go, the scarier it is because things start to make less and less sense. happens to me all the time.
I love watching people dance almost as much as I love dancing. It frees people up in a way you don't see much now a days. You can tell though when people are dancing to impress and nothing cracks me up more than the bleached out self tanned britney wannabe getting smashed and pretending she's in a video.
Of course I have tendancy to dance like the people around me sometimes. I get so caught up in people having a blast groovin their money maker.
Girls in particular I love to watch dance. With guys, it's singing, girls - dancing. Those are two places the respective sexes really seem to let it all out if they really honestly do it. I tend to get very lost in never-neverland if I'm dancing by myself, but I tend to be very concious if I'm dancing up close to someone with intent.
Yup, definitely a big ick on the family members in beds thing.
I usually just listen to the music and enter into the part of it that I like at that moment. Unless there is a hot girl wiggling around in front of me. That can distract me from my zen dancing for a bit.
Last time I tingled was the other night when I dreamt that I fucked Tom Waits. Problem was that immediately after it was over I felt incredibly bad for having cheated on my boy. Who the hell feels guilty about infidelity while they're still dreaming? Me, apparently.