Sitting at my desk, I’m thinking about things I’ve done, and haven’t, things I’ve done and didn’t like, and things I would’ve died for, but never managed to get or do. The latter ones, some of them could be considered my sweet&sour taboos. The strange thing is that these have nothing to do (at least not directly) with sexuality, however the word taboo is mostly related to it, as far as I have noticed so far. A taboo for me would be something like… phoning a person I often meet, or talk to on the internet, or going to a pub/café on my own with no company whatsoever, or eating a full box of chocolate, etc. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, all these things must have some ‘kinkyness’. I just can’t figure out exactly what, I guess I do not know my self well enough. Even this is a taboo from me: to know myself better, it’s something I am somewhat afraid of, scared of finding out things I (the sane Gabi) wouldn’t like.
So what are taboos? I don’t understand comprehend exactly, are taboos:
- things we’d like to do but we aren’t able to?
- things that are forbidden, but we’d sell our souls to be able to do, touch, say, feel?
- forbidden things that we do? forbidden things that we rarely/often do?
- things we (like to) do, but other people don’t?
- things our mums, or their priests taught us that are making us go blind or sick?
- things we are ashamed of, but still (would) do?
- all of the above?
- N/A ?
taboos… nyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee… never say never. we’ll live and see. U’re hot baby. whatever you say
forget taboos!
Istvan, taboos are nice, sweet… make your heart go ‘boum-boum!’
) you know exactly what i mean.