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My first kiss was actually with this cute boy with glasses in preschool. We sat in the back of class that day as my teacher was talking about the alphabet. It’s kind of silly how I remember it so clearly. First he took my hand and I gave him a weird look. He smiled then I smiled and before I knew it, he leaned in for a kiss. I’m pretty sure our teacher saw from the front of the class but she didn’t say anything. No one else noticed either. Let’s just say this was followed by that same boy giving me a bouquet of flowers on my birthday that same year. I wonder whatever happened to that boy. - nothingbuttime
Today was exactly once month since you first kissed me in that movie theater. We were watching Where the Wild Things Are, and it seems to me now that it was the perfect precursor to our relationship. I didn’t know you extremely well- in fact, all I knew at the time was that you were devastatingly good looking, utterly charming, and practically the same person as me in terms of tastes. But since that magical, beautiful, wondrous, astounding, butterfly-inducing kiss, I’ve gotten to know you quite a bit better, and I must say, I think I’ve fallen in love with you.
Today I realized how different I really am from awhile ago.
I used to be so hyper and fun about everything. I had my best friends who I always had fun with, and my life was just always filled with joy and laughter, it seemed like I had the world at my feet, and everyone wanted to hang out with me. Now I feel more grown up and more serious. I’m quiet around people i don’t know while i used to make friends so easy. I’m constantly wondering what people think about me, and I always wonder if they don’t like me. I’m not sure which side of me people like, but I just feel out of place sometimes. My life is just the same old thing everyday and I feel like i’m pressing the repeat button on my days. I guess I want something interesting to happen, and I know I have to go out there and get it but i’m just not sure how to spread my wings and fly.
I was in the second grade. I had a crush on this boy named Justin. We sat next to each other in Ms.Olsens class. One day there was an earthquake drill. As we sat under the table he held my hand and asked, “you don’t have cooties right?” i said that i didn’t. Then he gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
It was the cutest thing ever (: - ifyuseekaimee.tumblr.com
my first kiss was sweet and unplanned. i was kissing him on his cheek and he sort of turned, and i got the side of his lip. i wasn’t expecting that and i could feel my heart stop for the slightest moment. i pretended nothing happened and went back to watching the movie, he held my chin and brought me towards him and we looked at each other for what felt like eternity, our eyes darting from each other’s mouths to eyes. he leant in and then lingered a centimetre away then finally kissed me.
I had just met this guy i had been talking to on the internet and phone for months. I am seventeen so my parents were nervous about letting me meet him, so they came along and also made my friend Christina come to supervise us. Twilight had just come out so we decided to go see it. I was sitting next to Christina and this guy, whose name is Kenny, was sitting next to me. We knew we already liked each other so we were holding hands. The movie started and all i wanted to do was kiss him. I leaned over and kissed his cheek to let him know he could kiss me. He did, and what a great first kiss it was! - tetrishead
First kiss: It was after school, on APRIL FOOL’S DAY. He wanted to plan it, when really your supposed to just kiss unexpectedly, but when last period ended, I was a nervous wreck. I put too much chapstick on and we just stood there for like 10 good minutes. He had to go so I just closed my eyes and he kissed me. All my chapstick spread around his lips and it was completely embarrassing. But all my friends thought it was super cute. I, though, when I got home, I banged my head on the wall for like 5 minutes calling myself stupid.
Best kiss: At the place where I used to get picked up at my old school. We were really giggly and nervous because I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend, so we used to check the streets every now and then to see if my ride was coming. When I was looking out on the streets, he grabbed my face and kissed me. My face afterward, was priceless, as he said.
Worst kiss: My first kiss :) Only because I felt so stupid.
It was on Valentine’s Day 2008, when him and I were both in love with each other, deeply. So after school, we met up at our usual spot, just to spend a little time with each other before we had to go home. After I gave him my Valentine’s gift, he seemed hesitant and anxious. I asked if anything was wrong, but I didn’t get a straight response. He just told me to close my eyes. Next thing I know, I felt something touch my lips. It was a short peck, lips to lips contact. I didn’t expect this from him, not saying that I didn’t want it nor enjoyed it. I expected like a gift to “magically” appear in front of me. But instead it was that. It wasn’t awkward, it wasn’t weird, and as cliche as it sounds, it was perfect. We both have never been kissed prior to this, and it became a special date to remember for the both of us. A first kiss, our first kiss. I don’t regret that it happened because that was a time in my life where I’ve never been so happy. Even if we’re broken apart now, I have no animosity or hatred towards whatever we had. I’m happy it happened. I know, my story isn’t so original, but hey, it was something sweet. Very sweet. And in his words, we both lost our “lipginity” to each other. Haha.
We were sitting in his truck in front of his house talking, after a night out with a few friends. The conversation ended & we stared into each others’ eyes listening to the music that was playing in his truck. And as the clock was about to strike midnight, he leaned in towards me & gave me the softest kiss he possibly could. Soft kisses delivered turned into passionate kisses. All I remember after that was having butterflies, & opening my eyes to the world spinning madly on. He wasn’t my first nor my last kiss. But he definitely was the best - ktaimanglo.tumblr.com
Every single kiss I ever got from Frank made me realize more and more how much I was/am in love with him. I can still feel the way he kissed me and I can still feel how badly he broke my heart. Everytime I think of him and what we had I can’t help but cry and fall in love with him even more.
My first kiss was terrible. I was in 7th grade, and I had always had a neighbor two years my senior who seemed to be interested in me since I started to mature. Being curious, I decided to let him plant one on me. It was not what I expected- it was wet, disgusting, and over-all unsatisfying. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction deffinetely did not bring it back. - vainlittlebones
It was wonderful. We were home alone watching a comedy movie and we were cuddling. And we looked at each other, he pulled up my chin to match his, and we started making out. It was romantic.
I’m feeling romantic and would love to hear your stories. Whether your first kiss was horrendous and something you’d really like to delete from your memory or an experience that you replay over and over again, share your story. Send them here and I’ll post my favorites.
note: you don’t have to answer with your first kiss. you could choose, instead, to answer with the best kiss you’ve ever had or the most terrifying one.
Today I realized that I need to actually learn to ask God for what I truly want instead of beating around my words and making no sense. I know He sees the desires of our battered hearts, but He wants to hear us say them out loud so we can hear and understand ourselves. I need to stop doubting and start trusting that I will wake up one day soon and feel better. Ive been hurting over a year in a situation of just wanting to let out how i feel to a person. A guy i loved and dated long distance for a year, but we slowly stopped our hearts race for one another. Since then, I just want to have confirmation to move on. I just want to talk to him. so today I realized I have my strength for a reason, and time will have its way. I have the power to make my pain stop and start living.
One year ago today, you told me you didn’t like me anymore, and you went and dated one of my best friends. You turned things upside down that day. I still think about you,regardless if you give a shit or not,but I just wish you’d read this so you could know how I much i love you. You saved me that summer. You kept me alive when all I wanted to do was to give up and just end it all. I realize today that you were my beacon,my lighthouse in the storm. I’ll probably never forget you,or the love and hurt you gave me, but i need to move on from you. You don’t care about me anymore, and i’m learning to accept it. I just want you to be happy and well. Thats all i’ve ever wanted.
