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House
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Every time I hear this argument, I ask myself; If emptying your balls was the problem, why do escortcels keep returning to this site sobbing over missed 'teen love'? To answer the question on Love unambigiously -- it's deceitful, utterly traumatic and experienced as real.
Back in high school I'd love to fuck that Stacie's brains out, but I still developed an intense oneitis for a less than attractive Becky. Why? Because Becky was just ugly enough for my naive mind to perceive her to be my looksmatch. To be in the realm of my 'league'. The unbearable appeal of a extroverted and popular Stacy was contrasted with the plainness of a shy introverted Becky whose mary-like innocence would compliment my own lack of sexual experience. Naturally I got compelled into fantasizing about her, asking myself the dumbest of questions; "could she be into me?", "does she like anime?" ... At this stage my attraction to her already surpassed the mere biological instinct to 'breed' with her as I developed an emotional fixation with her so strong, that I couldn't fap to her anymore. It was later on I realized that she was a slut much like the others, but this experience alone made me realize something about lust and love.
Love becomes distinct from bare lust the moment you start interpreting ones desire, by wishing to become ones object of desire. Love is supplanted and sustained by your own narcissism which makes you believe a girl actually wants you. When you're attractive you breach that gap by offering yoursel to the girl as the object of her desires, experiencing a moment of bliss and fulfillment. When you're not, you go on co. and write a shitpost about it.
Back in high school I'd love to fuck that Stacie's brains out, but I still developed an intense oneitis for a less than attractive Becky. Why? Because Becky was just ugly enough for my naive mind to perceive her to be my looksmatch. To be in the realm of my 'league'. The unbearable appeal of a extroverted and popular Stacy was contrasted with the plainness of a shy introverted Becky whose mary-like innocence would compliment my own lack of sexual experience. Naturally I got compelled into fantasizing about her, asking myself the dumbest of questions; "could she be into me?", "does she like anime?" ... At this stage my attraction to her already surpassed the mere biological instinct to 'breed' with her as I developed an emotional fixation with her so strong, that I couldn't fap to her anymore. It was later on I realized that she was a slut much like the others, but this experience alone made me realize something about lust and love.
Love becomes distinct from bare lust the moment you start interpreting ones desire, by wishing to become ones object of desire. Love is supplanted and sustained by your own narcissism which makes you believe a girl actually wants you. When you're attractive you breach that gap by offering yoursel to the girl as the object of her desires, experiencing a moment of bliss and fulfillment. When you're not, you go on co. and write a shitpost about it.
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