I like to kiss. A lot. So can someone please explain to me why no matter how short or long a passionate kiss with me might be... my first step away from whomever it is I just kissed involves me looking drunk and often nearly falling over? What is it about kissing that I find so intoxicating? And is that at all flattering or cute? Or do I just look like a damned fool? Not that it matters because I clearly have no control over it.
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