My first crush
Took my milk money
In second grade
In exchange for a kiss
His brother found out
And he told my parents
And I got grounded
I don’t remember the kiss
But I remember his name
His name was Chuck
I learned not to buy kisses
The best kisses are free
*Tell me about your first kiss
HASTYWORDS 
I don’t remember my first kiss, the who or when or where. I’m not clear when I first got the idea that kissing was a thing to be doing (movies? TV?, IDK). But, yes, kisses should be free, and not just in the form of money.
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Me too.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
HASTY – A first kiss
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Hmm, on a boat dock by a lake. He was the older brother of a school friend. I might have been 12 at the time. His name was Jason.
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I resemble that remark… 🥴
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How sweet ❤
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I don’t remember my first kiss (traumatic childhood blocked out so many memories), but I remember some truly amazing ones in my twenties.
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Trauma messes up so much. I hope you are doing well now.
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Thanks, I am, for the most part.
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Superb! Great work! First kiss: I can’t even remember it right … but I feel like I thought it was gross and full of germs lol.
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My second kiss made me feel that way lol
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Good to know I’m not alone in this! lol
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