MistressDarkArt
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ORIGINAL: LafayetteLady Lucy, My father use to burn, peel, burn and peel through the summer months. When I was little (who am ii kidding, straight through my teens, lol), I used to just sit and peel the skin off. It was fun trying to see how big a piece I could get out of a single pull. As for popping zits...there's something so satisfying when all the ick comes out. Like you won the battle or something. I don't think it is weird at all. Whew!! I'm glad to know I'm not the only one that likes to pick things on people. There is something so intimate and zen about it; so meditative, so rewarding. Some partners have tolerated this for hours on end, even to the point of using a syringe (with or without needle) for difficult extractions. It was a very bonding experience for me. As for weird stuff: Kitty cremains. I like knowing my departed boy is keeping watch over his current batch of 'brothers'. Hand-written books of original poetry I wrote in my early teens, complete with rudimentary drawings of expressive eyes. Apparently I knew more then than I do now. And I never could draw worth a damn. Several prior-generation electronics. Fetish for mp3 players and portable speakers. Ditto old laptops and tablets. Now that I run my life from a smartphone, eventually a lot of this stuff will go bye bye. Eye glasses (mine and strangers), including the last pair my father used before passing. I wanted to see the world as he saw it (and, not surprisingly, we have similar prescriptions.)
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