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Everyone gets to that stage where we feel ‘Jim Jim’ or butterflies in our bellies. Where we believe we are in a new dimension and truly those feelings are magnificent and most times they happen in our guarded and uptight moment and we all feel different and excited in a new world.
Love is sweet, attractive, and envious, but Nobody understands or find the exact word to explain the spark produced with all the elements and compound composed of ions and behavioural changes that occur. Chemical reactions vary under various proportions and somewhere somehow they meet requirements and all the bubbles show up.
The chemistry of love is a deep something. It all starts from the brain, sends signals down the body and mind which start manifesting physically such as fast heartbeat the sight of the person, increased pleasure and the highest of it is sleepless night clouded with the imagination of both the present and future picture plus overjoyed happiness.
C- Control
H- Hankering
E- Emotional
M- Magnetic
I-Illuminate
S-Satiate
T-Treasure
R-Reaction
Y- Yearning.

Whenever this phase clicks, there is a brand new world created. Chemistry is simply when two share a special connection; that feeling of 'we click’. It is a feeling that goes beyond sex and physical attraction though necessary it is a 'click' that is based on direct interaction that is formed over time.
Chemistry without compatibility leads to disaster, what makes you compatible could be personality traits or exactly what you want in your partner's life. So above all Jim Jim of love, be sure your brain is actively working when falling in love and the chemistry disrupts 'senseful' thinking in your head.
Feel free to share your ‘Jim Jim’ story with us and all it all started…….

Location: Ogun State, Nigeria

Comments

  1. AdeACOUSTICSeptember 6, 2020 at 11:20 PM

    Hmmmm... *Agbeke

    Nice jim jim writeup from you dear!!!

    My jim jim story is already fully packaged for you...

    ReplyDelete
  2. UnknownSeptember 7, 2020 at 12:20 AM

    Great!!! Weldone baby, my Jim Jim 😍

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