I love the way you smell. I sometimes think it’s the only thing I actually like about you sometimes I think that we’ll be together forever. I know I’m just being naive and ridiculous. You can’t just stay with someone because they smell good to you. But it’s not just the way you smell, it’s the way you taste too. When I’m going down on you I like to take my time. Does this sound perverse?
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nasal, senual, impression of a thing, one of the barest elements of the human experience, ever-present, unfolding from all directions, triggering memories long forgotten
boxxy
It smells like a woman. Soft and sweet floral. It lingers when she walks past you, never smothering you making you want to turn your head away. It is something that makes you want to get close to her and get your own personal whiff of this wonderful scent. It is what you dream of in your dreams. when you wake you still smell it, just a taste and you think about it all day long. Sometimes, when you are alone you see her, all because you got a whiff of her scent. when you are with someone else who wears that same scent
ebonyivory
it’s that thing that’s always with you. You can’t shake it. It’s deep inside your sinuses. It’s like a constant reminder of where you’ve been. It haunts. It lingers. You taste it. It becomes you. It takes over.
Christeen
yeah scent reminds me of marijuana, you know. it has that akward scent of.. marijuana. whatever, now I’m feeling like a big fat joint to burn it to my fingertips. and then eat like 5 giant sandwiches. cool.
Anonymous
Her scent drifted past his nostrils- lavender and musk- freshly elusive, but also freshly, completely his. He knew she would leave him one day, and fade from his memory- but he would never forget the smell of her just after he had fucked her.
opheliac
yummy good hot sexy sensual aroma smell feminine masculine favorite outfit
gem
It hit like a tidal wave- a wall of putrid, foul vomit-inducing sickness that swept the crowd away from the open grave.
Ivanka Onatopp
i smell terrible. baby smell great is what i heard someone say on tv. my hand smelt nice after touching my dance partner’s arm. it stinks after shitting. i don’t care too much about smell.
vk
What life invisible is made off. Not what you need or even want, but what you are given. For everyone and for none, depends on what you are, with fear and trepidation you may not even notice, but the scent of the world is your every day, have you notices today?
Daniel Arguelles
The scent was amazing. Once again, she brushed her nose through the brightly colored petals. Never before had she smelled anything so spectacular. Yet, there was something eerie about them, something that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. She pondered on what that could be as she slowly fell asleep…
Kade
The word, oh the scent of the very word. It fills me with rapture and feeling of passion. To smell, to think of a smell. And the very thing of scents, to be able to taste a scent. No matter how rancid or how delightful, scents happen to be just as good as any eye or ear, and they are rather hard to get rid of.
Spencer Morin
of fresh cut grass is the best thing ever. the scent of rain is so beautiful i love it. so many things have such a beautiful scent artifical or natural. natural would have to be the best though. i think i love the scent of rain the most… it’s so wonderful and refreshing
catherin
What you smell when you hug someone.
Candle shopping.
Shampoos
Smelly feet
Smelly, sweaty fat guy at the baseball game who happens to sit next to you.
Cramped airplanes
Flowers
Cats
Dogs
Nostalgia
Trescha
The scent I wear is so important to how I feel. I don’t wear it to please or attract others, I wear if for me. My preference is patchouli. After I wear it I can no longer smell it, but others tell me how much they like my scent. I like that.
Penny Rice
I don’t like scents that are bad but I also don’t like the scents that are good if they were good when times were bad. Conversely, bad scents are nice when they were bad during good times.
Crystal Liechty
I smell leaves of banyan trees. They smell of scents and silver atmospheres. Trying to elude my senses they remain aloof. Abruptly finding me.
Moron
The smell of her armpits disgusted him, but he kept right on drilling down into the rancid thing. In two minutes, he had reached the area behind her nipple and was removing the breast implant. Later, she pushed it down into the ground and blessed the thing. It was shoveled under with dirt and brought forth into the realm of our lord, the
vongaurd
The scent of a women draws me in. The scent of a rose bring peace and serenity to my wrecked soul. The scent of rain on a summer night, gives me hope. The scent of a man reaks with danger.
Desiree
I was sitting in the park when I felt this scent waft over me. It was the smell of the cherry blossoms just past their peak, when the are most pungent to the point of decay. It made me think of my grandmother many decades past from this world, and of the slow passing of her being when she left the world shortly after her husband.
geoff
The scent of him was far more than intoxicating. That night, in the dark, it was all I knew. Everything I knew, kept me grounded, kept me real. Kept me from thinking this was all some sort of sick dream, some odd fantasy I had about loving my own worst enemy.
Ghostie
beautiful, pungeant. This is a thing that fills your nostrils and sinuses and evokes emotion, memories, or even feelings. It’s one of the five senses. It helps you remember things. It can make you turned on, or turned off. It can make food more appealing, or more grotesque.
Emily Terlak
smells of things like roses and grandmas in moo moos milking cows for morning tea with cookies and cream.
Sofia
sometimes i think the greatest possible smell is the scent of rain, fresh rain, late at night. there’s something about the possibility that it entails. you go for a walk and everything is wet and the streets and the pavement is shiny and no one else is outside and you realize, for a brief, brief period of time, that you’re still a very real part of a very living world.
dmgroves
Scent is a sense but not in the sense of sense that reason can be. Though I suppose, with the reasoning abilities of some people today, that scent is more reliable than reason. Maybe people can smell their god and that is what drives them to such ridiculous acts. i don’t know. I sure can’t smell anything.
Mike Z
It was critical to pick up a scent as quickly as possible after the crime. Poor Harvey the Police Dog has his job in front of him – but hewas up to the task. Just another day at the office for this k9 crime fighter.
Sainter
Her smell caught me off guard. and then i saw her. i think i was in love before i ever saw her face. i oculdn’t wait to touch her. to get closer.
ned
Her scent filled the room with an air of Summer. Flowers seemed to trail behind her sunny face. How out of place I felt being in her presence, like winter in the summer. Still, I spoke.
Urs
The way that they smell makes me sick, and I don’t know what to do about it. My sister loves those stupid flowers, won’t stop bringing them in the house, and all I can say is that they way that they smell reminds me of how much they look like little screaming faces. I feel sick just smelling them, thinking that she killed those poor, little flowers.
Nicholette
i dont care to define the word, as im sure you know it allready.
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Scents.
What you smell is part of what you know.
So many of God’s creatures rely on smell to tell them about the world, and yet…we do so little. Sure, we use it as part of taste, but how much do we really SMELL during our daily lives? Not much, I bet. Not that I would know. Those of us with allergies as bad as mine don’t really smell all that much.
Clemon Y.
it smells. it smells good. sweet, honey like. perfect. The way he smelt the morning he left. The day he broke my heart. he walked out of the door and finished what was left. That scent still haunts me. I smell it every morning. Every new guy I meet smells like him. That smell won’t leave me.
Jaym
I smell your scent on the back of my hand, in my hair,on the leaves in the trees outside my window. Your essence follows me, a shadow, a stray dog looking for its home. I do not have a scent of my own. My odor has been ground down into tiny little molecules that are used for embalming bees. The ladies love it. But you, I can’t imagine losing you. Or your scent that lingers on the trees.
shanna
Scent is interesting because it gives me the thought of flowers or happy thing. It’s not obscene, it’s just pleasant. It’s beautiful.
Scent.
It’s what you FEEL when you smell, not just the cursory sense. A scent will make you smile, otherwise it would be an odor
JHoll
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i love it
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To imbue or fill with odor; to perfume.
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Its a perfume. I like the smell of perfumes.! They make you feel fresh, happy and gay all day throughout. one apply scent in special occasions and marriages.They give you a standard also.
priya
The thing that is desired by a person is not compulsorily achieved by him
Divya
I didn’t mean for things to be this way. When I got home I was reminded once again what has been looming in the back of my mind. I really need to do my dishes.
I love the way you smell. I sometimes think it’s the only thing I actually like about you sometimes I think that we’ll be together forever. I know I’m just being naive and ridiculous. You can’t just stay with someone because they smell good to you. But it’s not just the way you smell, it’s the way you taste too. When I’m going down on you I like to take my time. Does this sound perverse?
nasal, senual, impression of a thing, one of the barest elements of the human experience, ever-present, unfolding from all directions, triggering memories long forgotten
It smells like a woman. Soft and sweet floral. It lingers when she walks past you, never smothering you making you want to turn your head away. It is something that makes you want to get close to her and get your own personal whiff of this wonderful scent. It is what you dream of in your dreams. when you wake you still smell it, just a taste and you think about it all day long. Sometimes, when you are alone you see her, all because you got a whiff of her scent. when you are with someone else who wears that same scent
it’s that thing that’s always with you. You can’t shake it. It’s deep inside your sinuses. It’s like a constant reminder of where you’ve been. It haunts. It lingers. You taste it. It becomes you. It takes over.
yeah scent reminds me of marijuana, you know. it has that akward scent of.. marijuana. whatever, now I’m feeling like a big fat joint to burn it to my fingertips. and then eat like 5 giant sandwiches. cool.
Her scent drifted past his nostrils- lavender and musk- freshly elusive, but also freshly, completely his. He knew she would leave him one day, and fade from his memory- but he would never forget the smell of her just after he had fucked her.
yummy good hot sexy sensual aroma smell feminine masculine favorite outfit
It hit like a tidal wave- a wall of putrid, foul vomit-inducing sickness that swept the crowd away from the open grave.
i smell terrible. baby smell great is what i heard someone say on tv. my hand smelt nice after touching my dance partner’s arm. it stinks after shitting. i don’t care too much about smell.
What life invisible is made off. Not what you need or even want, but what you are given. For everyone and for none, depends on what you are, with fear and trepidation you may not even notice, but the scent of the world is your every day, have you notices today?
The scent was amazing. Once again, she brushed her nose through the brightly colored petals. Never before had she smelled anything so spectacular. Yet, there was something eerie about them, something that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. She pondered on what that could be as she slowly fell asleep…
The word, oh the scent of the very word. It fills me with rapture and feeling of passion. To smell, to think of a smell. And the very thing of scents, to be able to taste a scent. No matter how rancid or how delightful, scents happen to be just as good as any eye or ear, and they are rather hard to get rid of.
of fresh cut grass is the best thing ever. the scent of rain is so beautiful i love it. so many things have such a beautiful scent artifical or natural. natural would have to be the best though. i think i love the scent of rain the most… it’s so wonderful and refreshing
What you smell when you hug someone.
Candle shopping.
Shampoos
Smelly feet
Smelly, sweaty fat guy at the baseball game who happens to sit next to you.
Cramped airplanes
Flowers
Cats
Dogs
Nostalgia
The scent I wear is so important to how I feel. I don’t wear it to please or attract others, I wear if for me. My preference is patchouli. After I wear it I can no longer smell it, but others tell me how much they like my scent. I like that.
I don’t like scents that are bad but I also don’t like the scents that are good if they were good when times were bad. Conversely, bad scents are nice when they were bad during good times.
I smell leaves of banyan trees. They smell of scents and silver atmospheres. Trying to elude my senses they remain aloof. Abruptly finding me.
The smell of her armpits disgusted him, but he kept right on drilling down into the rancid thing. In two minutes, he had reached the area behind her nipple and was removing the breast implant. Later, she pushed it down into the ground and blessed the thing. It was shoveled under with dirt and brought forth into the realm of our lord, the
The scent of a women draws me in. The scent of a rose bring peace and serenity to my wrecked soul. The scent of rain on a summer night, gives me hope. The scent of a man reaks with danger.
I was sitting in the park when I felt this scent waft over me. It was the smell of the cherry blossoms just past their peak, when the are most pungent to the point of decay. It made me think of my grandmother many decades past from this world, and of the slow passing of her being when she left the world shortly after her husband.
The scent of him was far more than intoxicating. That night, in the dark, it was all I knew. Everything I knew, kept me grounded, kept me real. Kept me from thinking this was all some sort of sick dream, some odd fantasy I had about loving my own worst enemy.
beautiful, pungeant. This is a thing that fills your nostrils and sinuses and evokes emotion, memories, or even feelings. It’s one of the five senses. It helps you remember things. It can make you turned on, or turned off. It can make food more appealing, or more grotesque.
smells of things like roses and grandmas in moo moos milking cows for morning tea with cookies and cream.
sometimes i think the greatest possible smell is the scent of rain, fresh rain, late at night. there’s something about the possibility that it entails. you go for a walk and everything is wet and the streets and the pavement is shiny and no one else is outside and you realize, for a brief, brief period of time, that you’re still a very real part of a very living world.
Scent is a sense but not in the sense of sense that reason can be. Though I suppose, with the reasoning abilities of some people today, that scent is more reliable than reason. Maybe people can smell their god and that is what drives them to such ridiculous acts. i don’t know. I sure can’t smell anything.
It was critical to pick up a scent as quickly as possible after the crime. Poor Harvey the Police Dog has his job in front of him – but hewas up to the task. Just another day at the office for this k9 crime fighter.
Her smell caught me off guard. and then i saw her. i think i was in love before i ever saw her face. i oculdn’t wait to touch her. to get closer.
Her scent filled the room with an air of Summer. Flowers seemed to trail behind her sunny face. How out of place I felt being in her presence, like winter in the summer. Still, I spoke.
The way that they smell makes me sick, and I don’t know what to do about it. My sister loves those stupid flowers, won’t stop bringing them in the house, and all I can say is that they way that they smell reminds me of how much they look like little screaming faces. I feel sick just smelling them, thinking that she killed those poor, little flowers.
i dont care to define the word, as im sure you know it allready.
Scents.
What you smell is part of what you know.
So many of God’s creatures rely on smell to tell them about the world, and yet…we do so little. Sure, we use it as part of taste, but how much do we really SMELL during our daily lives? Not much, I bet. Not that I would know. Those of us with allergies as bad as mine don’t really smell all that much.
it smells. it smells good. sweet, honey like. perfect. The way he smelt the morning he left. The day he broke my heart. he walked out of the door and finished what was left. That scent still haunts me. I smell it every morning. Every new guy I meet smells like him. That smell won’t leave me.
I smell your scent on the back of my hand, in my hair,on the leaves in the trees outside my window. Your essence follows me, a shadow, a stray dog looking for its home. I do not have a scent of my own. My odor has been ground down into tiny little molecules that are used for embalming bees. The ladies love it. But you, I can’t imagine losing you. Or your scent that lingers on the trees.
Scent is interesting because it gives me the thought of flowers or happy thing. It’s not obscene, it’s just pleasant. It’s beautiful.
Scent.
It’s what you FEEL when you smell, not just the cursory sense. A scent will make you smile, otherwise it would be an odor
reminds me ascent the english ascent
i love it
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Its a perfume. I like the smell of perfumes.! They make you feel fresh, happy and gay all day throughout. one apply scent in special occasions and marriages.They give you a standard also.
The thing that is desired by a person is not compulsorily achieved by him
I didn’t mean for things to be this way. When I got home I was reminded once again what has been looming in the back of my mind. I really need to do my dishes.