From my new untitled man tips book,
#48 Do Kiss Like You Mean It
Do you remember your first kiss? Of course you do. You know exactly where you were and what you were wearing. You remember wondering if you should use your tongue, if your braces would cut her, and how long you should keep your eyes shut. But what you remember the most isn’t how it went, it’s how you felt. The bats in your stomach, the fear in your heart. The feeling you received, the energy you gave back. You don’t remember because you were curious. You remember because you wanted it to mean something.
Do you remember your 2,123rd kiss?
Of course you don’t.
When we kiss someone new, it’s exciting. It’s our first conduit into experiencing the other person intimately. We take our time, bathe in it, get lost. Our mindset is set on discovery mode. We are open to explore. Once we’re in a relationship, kissing becomes routine. The exploration is over. We use it as a handshake, a hi, a bye, a see ya later. Or a transition. Rarely do we kiss to discover. We forget the meaning behind kissing. Kissing means to express, connect, validate, assure, give, share, and explore. Not only with the other person but with ourself, and since these are ever changing, every kiss is a new experience.
MEN: Hold her face, touch her lips, look into her soul. Kiss her as if nothing else matters, as if time doesn’t exist, as if it’s the only way you could express yourself. Use it as an emotional thermometer. Kissing is not a means to an end. It is an experience. Each one stands alone.
WOMEN: Kiss him how you want to be kissed. Show him. Don’t tell. Grab his head, pull his hair, reach deep into his heart with your mouth. Show him how it’s done.
The subject of kissing seems to come up a lot in my life. Not a bad subject, I say. Kiss like you mean it! Grab my face and fucking kiss me.
The Best Birth Control In The World Is For Men by Jon Clinkenbeard
If I were going to describe the perfect contraceptive, it would go something like this: no babies, no latex, no daily pill to remember, no hormones to interfere with mood or sex drive, no negative health effects whatsoever, and 100 percent effectiveness. The funny thing is, something like that currently exists.
The procedure called RISUG in India (reversible inhibition of sperm under guidance) takes about 15 minutes with a doctor, is effective after about three days, and lasts for 10 or more years…
Oh, and when you do decide you want those babies, it only takes one other injection of water and baking soda to flush out the gel, and within two to three months, you’ve got all your healthy sperm again.
The trouble is, most people don’t even know this exists. And if men only need one super-cheap shot every 10 years or more, that’s not something that gets big pharmaceutical companies all fired up, because they’ll make zero money on it (even if it might have the side benefit of, you know, destroying HIV).
Tell me this wouldn’t make life Grand.
I’ll reblog this every time I see it because nobody knows about this.