CONFESSION #2

My first kiss was gross. Perhaps part of the problem was that it was with a gross boy. But at the time, he was anything but gross. It was in 8th grade, at the end of the year. I was 14. Late bloomer I know. I had never kissed a boy before so had no idea what it was like or what to expect.I can't tell you how much i stressed over being a good kisser and watching youtube videos on how to kiss. Creepy right? yes. And when the time came it was after school. Saying goodbye. He was my first actually boyfrind too mind you. We hugged and then WHAP! It was actually just a quick peck on the lips. His lips were so warm as mushy and soft and EWWW. Thinking back im like how could i ever has kissed that toad?! Anyways. I discovered it gets better. not with him of coarse.