I feel like everyone belongs in some sort of 12 step program.
Well, I don't know if 12 steps are really necessary for most addictions. At least the first step. Admitting that you have a problem. We all have a problem with something. Usually more than one. Now I can admit that my biggest issues don't really have an official group, and they don't have any extremely negative consequences. Diet Coke, Trading Cards, TV on DVD.
But my biggest addiction that I've just come to realize existed is the feel of a boy's skin on mine.
Holding, being held. Making out, cuddling. Topping, Bottoming. The skin to skin feel is electrifying. I need it when I'm sad, crave it when I'm happy. It's all I think about most nights when I'm alone. The smell, the feel, the sound of fingers brushing against his skin. It's too much to bare. I'll get it eventually. But even then it's still a never ending desire. I'm a touchy person. Holding hands is amazing. I just hope the guy I'll end up with realizes that. :)
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