Sensual VS Sexual

People think of it as the same thing, but its not at all. Sensual is something that has to do with the senses, that arouses someone. It is what creates sexual tension. A caress, a kiss, a hug, even music or a picture, can all be sensual. Romance-wise, it's like those kisses that are just mindblowing. It's an intoxicating cocktail of touch, smell, sensivity, oufff and all of that. What can I say, I'm a sensual-type, this kind of thing is just crazy for me. I like to feel the desire and tension burn so strongly that it hurts so much it's good.

Then there's sexual, which is, apart from the obvious, pleasure. In exchange for the pleasure, you burn all the desire that was built up. You can really see the combinaison here.

Sensual things will built up the desire. And sexual things will release the desire in exchange for pleasure.

There are sexual people who only look for sex. For some reason, they feel nothing when they are touched or kissed, and are not interested into feeling, touching or smelling their lover. They will kiss, but only with sex in mind, they don't actually feel anything from the kiss.

There are sensual people who just need to touch, kiss, smell, and feel the body of their lover. Then after that, they have sex but sex isn't really the aim you just have to act upon the desire somehow otherwise you go insane.

There are people who don't feel much of anything either way. Gotta feel sorry for them.

The blog has been revived

It's been almost an entire year I haven't posted on this blog. I don't know why, but I guess it's because nobody will read it. It's kinda pointless to write if no one will care about what I say.

But I guess it is better than nothing.


Ah, so many things have changed! I could make posts after posts explaining all that has happened to me. That would be way too long. But I'll write the big lines.

First, for a time, I got really interested into all sorts of paranormal stuff and alternative belief-systems. Then I realized most of what was said on internet made no sense at all. For an open mind, anything can be true, but sometimes it's just lunacy. I spend some time doing normal stuff. For some reason, mean people really did more an effect on my morale than before, go figure. I had a trip in Italy recently that changed my life. So here I am now.

I can't really say all that happened, it's too personal, but things have gotten pretty bad. I think Italy saved me in a way. Atleast, it gave me something to aim for, some hope.

Well, the machine is started.