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Upon googling, it seems the vast majority of people sexualize strangers.
Of course repression is not the answer. And if you don't immediately act it out? It is repression. No matter what you do afterwards you have repressed it in the moment.
Acting it out is just animalistic. Repression is robotic and makes us sick, it leaks out sideways eventually no matter how good you are. Even the internal brainwashing "SHE IS MARRIED, THAT IS IMMORAL" dissolves when your sense of self is dissolving. You cannot use tactics forever. It may seem like a powerful boundary right now. There will be a moment when it doesn't work.
The solution? The soul. The faculty capable of feeling unspeakable joy and sorrow without laughing or screaming or altering the body's pulse at all.
See, when we repress, we dissociate. We cleave off our thinking, but our body and emotions are tightly linked by hormones and do their thing separate from our thoughts. You think perfectly logically but your heart rate is sky high. Your face is red but you feel no shame. That is really bad. A sickness often mistaken for intelligence and maturity, but quickly derails into being literally senseless, and out of touch. So. Do not repress.
The soul stuff i talk about is strengthening your feelings detached from the body. When you feel all the lust, do not resist it. Strengthen it, I mean do not add more lust but strengthen your awareness and grasp of it, so much that your body doesn't react to the stimulus. Your soul does. The soul is real.
Realize that you lust because you see beauty in the object. Whatever the trigger is, there are many, whether the obviously animalistic things like bare skin and feminine voice, or seemingly innocent style and fashion trigger you, or if you have unexplained emotional attachments.
First pull the lust inward from a bodily experience into soul felt passion. Then turn the lust into a sorrow: mourn that the beauty you see is temporary. The emotional attachment you feel is conditional. The harder you mourn, the stronger it implies "in fact, this is very beautiful. If it wasn't beautiful there would be nothing to mourn about."
Which results in a respectful appreciative awe. And soul growth.
Neither.
Just more interested in getting to know each other.
@emmamary But you have giant boobs, so every guy is lusting after you as soon as they catch sight of you.
@emmamary But they're still gigantic, aren't they? Just not as gigantic as they used to be.
@emmamary DD isn't exactly flat-chested.
@emmamary What were they before the reduction? Something crazy. K-cups or so, weren't they?
@emmamary My memory isn't actually that good, but some details stick with me, you know?
Of all the tits I've never seen, yours are the ones that impress me the most.
Do you ever miss being so insanely endowed?
@emmamary Wasn't it ever fun being a sex fantasy? I can imagine you walking down the street with those giant wobblers, and every guy has to stop and stare at you, and you know every single one of them wishes he could fuck you. A lot of them would cut off a finger for a chance to fuck you. It might have been scary a lot of the time, but wasn't it occasionally flattering?
How old were you when you got them reduced?
@emmamary So you were a male sex fantasy for like twelve years? Wasn't it ever fun?
God yes Lust
❤️🔥 Thinking of the bed room already 🛏️ * creak creak bed springs*
Lust first of course, love takes time to develop while attraction can be quick. Its mild lust, but I do think something as simple as finding her sexy is a form of lust.
Neither. I just assess if he is trustworthy and smart
Whoa, T-800... you ain't got a mission here, pal.
Neither. I am not a psycho.
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My aim on GAG is to decode all the messy, fun, chaotic stuff about love and attraction for you. 😉
Lust hits first almost every time. That spark, that “damn” moment, is usually physical. Love takes time, patterns, consistency, safety. Lust is chemistry. Love is history. If it feels instant, it’s usually infatuation or lovebombing, not real love. Real love grows, lust explodes.