Hugs!

*shrugs smitten off*

I only really hug my little sister.. and only because she wont shut up until i do -_-

Hugs make me feel uncomfortable..

Never hugged/been hugged by anyone but a relative. It's always uncomfortable.

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Originally Posted by Rye

I love giving people hugs, and I love getting hugs. :bigsmile:

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Meh it's alright.

I like hugs :D and apparently i give good hugs :P

Hugs are cool. Though, it catches me off guard when people hug me from behind. Most often then not, I must choose between handshaking or hugging. I usually choose a hug.

This girl once came over to me and tried to hug me. I immediately threw her off, not needing to be embarrassed by a show of pointless emotion. The crowd looked on disgusted, asking me why I didn't hug her. I told her I didn't do hugs, it's that simple. And also, given my complete and utter isolation from everyone, I won't " find " anyone least of all to fight. You don't know the half of it because you've never been in my shoes and seen it all from my perspective through these cold, glazed eyes. YOU DON'T KNOW. So don't you even CONDESCEND to judge me like every other bastard who has turned against me for being so, so different from the accepted norms they uphold in their dance bars and so-sophisticated social clubs. I am the archetypal outsider, the rebel, the lone underdog and I am the stronger for it. Damn you. With every rejection, you sully my flesh with more scars and only prolong my rebellion by another day, dehumanizing me with every lonely night and as my husk blackens and corrodes, tempting the sweet vengeance upon everyone who has dismissed and rejected me for being myself. You are feeding the demon within.

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Originally Posted by Old Manus

This girl once came over to me and tried to hug me. I immediately threw her off, not needing to be embarrassed by a show of pointless emotion. The crowd looked on disgusted, asking me why I didn't hug her. I told her I didn't do hugs, it's that simple. And also, given my complete and utter isolation from everyone, I won't " find " anyone least of all to fight. You don't know the half of it because you've never been in my shoes and seen it all from my perspective through these cold, glazed eyes. YOU DON'T KNOW. So don't you even CONDESCEND to judge me like every other bastard who has turned against me for being so, so different from the accepted norms they uphold in their dance bars and so-sophisticated social clubs. I am the archetypal outsider, the rebel, the lone underdog and I am the stronger for it. Damn you. With every rejection, you sully my flesh with more scars and only prolong my rebellion by another day, dehumanizing me with every lonely night and as my husk blackens and corrodes, tempting the sweet vengeance upon everyone who has dismissed and rejected me for being myself. You are feeding the demon within.

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That's some heavy :skull::skull::skull::skull: right there, man.

I adore hugs. There is no feeling or show of trust greater than huggling another person. It's brilliant. Unfortunately all my close friends are unhuggy/not as huggy as me, so I don't get enough hugs really :(

Most of my huggy friends I don't know so well or spend so much time with. I really do love hugging people, mind. Not strangers, I have to get to know them first, but I love to hug my friends.

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Originally Posted by Old Manus

This girl once came over to me and tried to hug me. I immediately threw her off, not needing to be embarrassed by a show of pointless emotion. The crowd looked on disgusted, asking me why I didn't hug her. I told her I didn't do hugs, it's that simple. And also, given my complete and utter isolation from everyone, I won't " find " anyone least of all to fight. You don't know the half of it because you've never been in my shoes and seen it all from my perspective through these cold, glazed eyes. YOU DON'T KNOW. So don't you even CONDESCEND to judge me like every other bastard who has turned against me for being so, so different from the accepted norms they uphold in their dance bars and so-sophisticated social clubs. I am the archetypal outsider, the rebel, the lone underdog and I am the stronger for it. Damn you. With every rejection, you sully my flesh with more scars and only prolong my rebellion by another day, dehumanizing me with every lonely night and as my husk blackens and corrodes, tempting the sweet vengeance upon everyone who has dismissed and rejected me for being myself. You are feeding the demon within.

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amen brother..

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Originally Posted by Old Manus

This girl once came over to me and tried to hug me. I immediately threw her off, not needing to be embarrassed by a show of pointless emotion. The crowd looked on disgusted, asking me why I didn't hug her. I told her I didn't do hugs, it's that simple. And also, given my complete and utter isolation from everyone, I won't " find " anyone least of all to fight. You don't know the half of it because you've never been in my shoes and seen it all from my perspective through these cold, glazed eyes. YOU DON'T KNOW. So don't you even CONDESCEND to judge me like every other bastard who has turned against me for being so, so different from the accepted norms they uphold in their dance bars and so-sophisticated social clubs. I am the archetypal outsider, the rebel, the lone underdog and I am the stronger for it. Damn you. With every rejection, you sully my flesh with more scars and only prolong my rebellion by another day, dehumanizing me with every lonely night and as my husk blackens and corrodes, tempting the sweet vengeance upon everyone who has dismissed and rejected me for being myself. You are feeding the demon within.

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No, Old Manus. You are the demon
And then Old Manus was a zombie.

On topic, I don't get so many hugs anymore, now that I've left high school.

Silly topic.
I only like getting hugs from my boyfriend, because other people will backstab me one day (pun intended).

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Originally Posted by Old Manus

This girl once came over to me and tried to hug me. I immediately threw her off, not needing to be embarrassed by a show of pointless emotion. The crowd looked on disgusted, asking me why I didn't hug her. I told her I didn't do hugs, it's that simple. And also, given my complete and utter isolation from everyone, I won't " find " anyone least of all to fight. You don't know the half of it because you've never been in my shoes and seen it all from my perspective through these cold, glazed eyes. YOU DON'T KNOW. So don't you even CONDESCEND to judge me like every other bastard who has turned against me for being so, so different from the accepted norms they uphold in their dance bars and so-sophisticated social clubs. I am the archetypal outsider, the rebel, the lone underdog and I am the stronger for it. Damn you. With every rejection, you sully my flesh with more scars and only prolong my rebellion by another day, dehumanizing me with every lonely night and as my husk blackens and corrodes, tempting the sweet vengeance upon everyone who has dismissed and rejected me for being myself. You are feeding the demon within.

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Someone needs a hug! :love:

I love hugs, but I prefer snuggles. :jess:

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Originally Posted by Jess

I love hugs, but I prefer snuggles. :jess:

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Define and differentiate the following two verbs in relation to the performed action.

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Originally Posted by Captain Maxx Power

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Originally Posted by Jess

I love hugs, but I prefer snuggles. :jess:

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Define and differentiate the following two verbs in relation to the performed action.

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I think of a hug as a greeting/saying goodbye to a friend, or when you're consoling somebody; I think of a snuggle as laying in bed with your other half cuddling for ages. :jess: