sigh..

I seriously may not go with that anon.. cause now I feel like I can’t hardly talk to ANYONE. 

I mean for one thing. if that anon was hoping for NSFW shenanigans they are mistaken. For me, love lust and sex are very different things. I have never equated lust and love as the same thing. Nor lust and sex. Or love and sex.. You can have sex without love or lust. Just as you can lust for something without sex or love.. 

And you can love someone or something with every fiber of your being but never want to touch it sexually or even with lust. 

When I love someone, I for the most part want to see them happy. I hate seeing them sad, I don’t want them to feel bad and I will destroy anything that gets in the way of their happiness and prosperity. And I feel helpless when there is nothing I can do. 

But this sort of love means though is that I don’t try to sleep with them. I like being with them. They likely make me laugh, make me feel happy. 

But you know what? BECAUSE I put their happiness before my own means that I FIND happiness in little things. Like for instance if the object i love is in love with someone else.. guess what. 

I’m not jealous. I’m over here bouncing up and down and clapping my hands like a little kid. I will still be there for whatever they want. I will listen to their problems. I will help them through the hard times and the good. And I will just as likely LOVE their spouse as much as I love them. 

In short.. me in love? I will ship you so hard.. 

I could give personal examples but I think for now, I’ll stop. 

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