I can’t breathe.
When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
There are times when i feel like telling people i love that i love them, but i don’t because of the problems it could cause.
Create Your Own “Bokeh” Photographs
Here’s a cool trick you can try out with your SLR camera. All you need is a large aperture lens (ex: 50mm / F1.8) and a sheet of opaque paper or cardboard. The out-of-focus dots that you see in theimage are known as “Bokeh,” a term which is derived from the Japanese word meaning “blur.”
1) Create a fake lens hood with the paperboard by cutting out a hole in the shape of your choice.
2) Place the hood over the lens and see how it looks through the viewfinder.
3) Set your camera to its lowest aperture value or bulb exposure. Have fun!
Seeing stuff like this makes me wasn’t to take up art and photography. Then i remember how expensive it is :c
Do you, bro?