What gives you goosebumps?!
Question: my neck being kissed...quite long and very sensitive x x
Answers: my neck being kissed...quite long and very sensitive x x
R L Stein
cold weather
Friggin' 20 below zero today!
Cold weather
His smile!!! and the way he says my name!!!
that song 'Windmills Of Your Mind' ..dont know why it gives me goosies..but it does!
Watching Bob Marley sing some times.
A shot of liquor I don't like very well.
besides the obvious, cold...i would get them if i saw something really scary
the back of my neck being nuzzled & tv shows about the paranormal
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Writing on paper with a dried-up pen.
Or a pencil with no point. Uughh.
mum catching me looking at porn!
xams n horror movies.....
cold whether, or something freeky like if you think sumones in your house
horror movies, emocions and cold weather
The thought of kissing - yup, got goosebumps
May seem strange, but a massed band of bagpipes, such as the end of the Edinburgh festival....does it every time.
when i hear that certain song on the radio.
the sound of someone scratching dry skin
cold weather
the cold weather
Reliving or retelling a particularly hair-raising or emotional experience.
Gets me every time.
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Pulling a piece of string between my teeth
gentle touch on my neck, low temperatures, fear....
listening to my co-worker Bob suck his teeth.
This poem does, everytime I read it:
THE READING MOTHER
Strickland Gillilan
I HAD A MOTHER who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath
I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.
I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Celert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.
I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings-
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such.
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a Mother who read to me.
A song by Joe: Where you at.
I love that song xx
My hubby kissing me on my neck.
the next door neighbors dog!! He jumped the brick wall the other day and was in my back yard! He's pit bull and chow!