Long kisses are beneficial to our circulatory system. When kissing, our pulse rate is quickening up to 110 beats per minute. This is a great training for our cardiovascular system. After kissing, the lungs work harder, resulting in 60 inhales per minute compared to regular 20 inhales. Such “ventilation” is a good preventive measure against lung diseases. Some dentists believe that kissing is a preventive measure against dental caries. Indeed, kissing stimulates the flow of saliva that eliminates acid coat on the teeth. Kisses that last more than three minutes help us fight stress and its effects. Long kisses trigger the chain of biochemical reactions, which destroys stress hormones. Those who kiss their partner goodbye each morning live five years longer than those who don’t. Kissing is great for self-esteem. It makes you feel appreciated and helps your state of mind. Kissing burns calories, 2-3 calories a minute and can double your metabolic rate. Research claims that three passionate kisses a day (at least lasting 20 seconds each) will cause you to loose an entire extra pound. Kissing is a known stress-reliever. Passionate kissing relieves tension, reduces negative energy and produces a sense of well being, lowering your cortisol ‘stress’ hormone. Kissing uses 30 facial muscles and it helps keep the facial muscles tight, preventing baggy cheeks! The tension in the muscles caused by a passionate kiss helps smooth the skin and increases the circulation. Kissing is good for the heart, as it creates an adrenaline which causes your heart to pump more blood around your body. Frequent kissing has scientifically been proven to stabilize cardiovascular activity, decrease blood pressure and cholesterol. Those who kiss quite frequently are less likely to suffer from stomach, bladder and blood infections. During a kiss, natural antibiotics are secreted in the saliva. Also, the saliva contains a type of anesthetic that helps relieve pain. Kissing reduces anxiety and stops the ‘noise’ in your mind. It increases the levels of oxytocin, an extremely calming hormone that produces a feeling of peace.
I love the way you intertwine your fingers in mine. The way each gap of my fingers is filled with yours as if the entire world belongs to me at that single moment. The way you hold my hand feels like i’m the happiest girl ever. As if nothing can ever come between us as long as your hand and mine are interlinked with each other. I hope this moment will last. I hope our story won’t end. As long as your holding my hand and i’m holding yours, i’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.
Nothing dirty. Nothing Naughty. Just sleeping. It’s just sleeping with that someone and knowing that they’re in your arms and you’re in theirs. They want to feel close to you. They want to know they are the closest to your heart. They want to hear you breathe when you fall asleep as they sleep next to you. As you fall asleep, you want to cuddle with that someone and just the hold them close. It’s that moment where you don’t want to let go and that moment where you don’t want them to forget that this is a special moment.
I spent my entire childhood wishing that I was older. Now that I’m older… this shit sucks.
Don’t rush growing up. Just because you see something on T.V. or on the internet makes it completely cool for your age. I pushed myself trying to fit in with my older peeps getting into clubs getting drunk and banging older woman at the age of 16. Now that i’m at legal age, I seriously miss being a kid.
If you’re still in highschool, fuck relationships. I will honestly tell you right now 1/10 of those highschool relationships actually last ‘til the end. The rest are just stepping stones to maturity. You’ll have 5-6 more girlfriends/boyfriends so relax, kids. You still have a long way to go…
Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable . It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you but they didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you and then all of a sudden your life isn’t your own anymore. Because love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness when a simple phrase like “Maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It hurts in the soul, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that, especially not love. I hate love.