I chose other because I honestly don't look at sex or love in these ways. I am not really into having serious relationships at this point in my life but I can still say that with any girl I've shared time with, we shared something special. Even if it was just in the moment, passing, fleeting intimacy it's still a moment I shared with her and I'll always remember it. I still consider her a part of my life and seeing an old fling would be like seeing an old friend to me. Whether or not we continue the relationship in any way we still shared that moment in time and that is something very real and special.
As far as love, love is warm and comforting and very real and it's still another experience that we, as humans, have with one another.
Both things are beautiful to me and I think should be appreciated for what they are. I don't like the term 'meaningless sex' because it almost implies that the people involved are meaningless and nothing could be farther from the truth.
I would choose sex with someone I'm truly in love with for the rest of my life, ideally.
As far as love, love is warm and comforting and very real and it's still another experience that we, as humans, have with one another.
Both things are beautiful to me and I think should be appreciated for what they are. I don't like the term 'meaningless sex' because it almost implies that the people involved are meaningless and nothing could be farther from the truth.
I would choose sex with someone I'm truly in love with for the rest of my life, ideally.
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
