♥ {confessional, sweet battle && interrupted thoughts} ♥

ickle me. pickle me.

(posted on Thursday, January 21 by eii wyy nae.)

can i be brutally honest without hurting any feelings. i hope i can. okay. here goes. i’ve always been overly sensitive to smells & for some reason, i seem certain smells are even stringer to me in drizzly time. anyways the last two movies we’ve have gone to see ~ in sold out theaters, i’ve had to sit behind women who must have forgotten they had already sprayed perfume on themselves at home & decided to stop at the mall & take a quick swim in the perfume department before buying movie tickets.
the other thing that makes me nuts at a theater is to hear people crunching popcorn, shaking the ice in their sodas & crinkling paper from candy makes me want to leave & wait for the dvd to come out. so i try to choose the daytime shows that are far less crowded.

just a month ago while flying back home, i covered my nose with my scarf. almost the entire flight. just to keep the cologne that the man in front of me was wearing from burning my nasal passages. ~ am i the only one sensitive to perfumes or sprays or feeling like my space is being intruded upon if i can smell you or thinking that soap is the best thing anybody can ever wear.

don’t get me wrong. i think perfume & cologne can be a wonderful thing if you spray it lightly on your skin, underneath your clothing instead wearing it as your last layer before you head out the door.

so i’m just saying, for me the smell of a warm bath & soap anywhere in a body is just scrumptious & as far as i know it’s never been known to make anyone’s eyes tear up or their throats swell or send people looking for a new seat. honestly i’d rather sit next to someone who smells of sweat from a hard day at work {i think} than someone who smells like all the perfume samples that the avon lady left behind when she dropped off the newest catalog.

fresh air & sunshine is hard to beat. Iike i said. i’m just saying.

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