Yeah! With me though, the little things mean a lot. Like if I'm upset, but I'm hiding it, if someone like holds my arm or puts their hand on my shoulder or something little like that, and attempts to meet my eyes, yeah, things like that are really nice. I love being touched, I really do. It conveys more than words can. Being touched is special. I haven't had a boyfriend yet, I've got enough in my life, but yeah, being kissed or hugged like that is my heaven.
Edit: (16th Dec, 05) We do have a boyfriend, and it'sabsolute heaven being in his arms.
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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away.
Henry David Thoureau, 1854
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