Confessions of a Self-Proclaimed Basorexic

Confessions of a Self-Proclaimed Basorexic

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Basorexia: an overwhelming desire to neck; a strong craving or urge to kiss I am completely and utterly convinced that I am suffering from this condition, and I use suffering in a loose sense because there is absolutely nothing wrong with kissing-- at least that is what I try convincing myself. When this urge kicks in, it completely takes over my body, driving my senses mad with need. A need that is never completely satisfied, but only temporarily filled until the next opportunity arises. I don't know when this all started, but I do know when it finally ended. Well, not ended in the sense where I am completely rid of the condition, but rather in the sense where it took on a totally new approach, one that I am completely happy with.
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Sometimes people force you to do things that you never wanted to do. Sometimes while doing those things you meet people that you never knew you needed to meet. You start to form friendships with these people and sometimes something special happens with that guy you didn't know you liked. These people start to become your world, but no world can be perfect. That guy you liked may seem incredible but there's something he's just too afraid to tell you. Oh, and your friends? They know what he's hiding too, but they've all decided to keep it from you. Forgetting it can sometimes be your only way to keep going. "You're eyes are shooting stars." "And what do you wish for, mon significative une?" "For you to tell my your deepest secrets." He was quiet for a moment but he didn't leave like I expected him to do. He just simply started to kiss my check while trailing down to my jaw, then neck, then up to my ear. He gripped my lobe between his teeth and right as he let it go he whispered something. "If I tell you my secrets, that gleam in your eye, that you seem to only look at me with, will forever be lost."

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