Romance. Advice, stories, wisdom.

I want to hear about sex and romance audio setups. Everything goes.

This here post of mine focuses on my desire for "true love", not the Disney "that one special person", but the Re:Zero "lmao what an insane bitch I was, time to learn how to make people happy, as in, in a way that would truly make THEM happy"

Was it more than mere marketing when Sun Tsu wrote in the beginning of The Art of War, that tactics and stuff can be used in everyday life, including affairs of the heart? Anyways, for reasons I am weary of attempting to put into words, I believe sbaf might hold interesting thoughts on the subject.

I have been desperately in love with my hot milf psychotherapist, for like, at least a year now. Her brain, as with most ovary gland topologies, does not have the most intricate of digital parts, but her analog sections, holy, the delicacy in her mannerisms, wow. She is a great listener, too. I am addicted to her smile and I always dream of her even after just having touched the hot young cashier's hand when receiving change.

I am a 23yo degenerate hikikomori otaku weeb, the whole shebang, except, my parents love me and take good care of me as a pet and I help them out a bit, also, girls sometimes like me A LOT, but get bored quickly. I am great at paying attention and catering to immediate needs and not much else.

The times I've managed to bring genuine fun and joy to my therapist are the most valuable moments of my life. Apart from those magical, unexplicable moments, she also appears to really like it when I bring her a conceal-carried flower/chocolate. She appears to feel good when I give her a from my heart compliment. As of now, the last time I told her that she is very beautiful, she gave me the warmest smile I have ever seen, anywhere, ever. Also, months ago, she really liked when I complimented her new glasses and she said noone else had noticed.

She keeps professionalism. She does not accept my out for coffee invites and she avoids the Do you have a bf question. I might have done a small whoopsie by believing her that she would "never" be my gf, so I, like, after a few minutes of being sad, asked her to introduce me to her daughter (she refused), loool... Sigh.

I've always respected her wishes, but, like, whoopsies, I should say, well, now more than before - I do not... Anymore xD... Throw tantrums at her, by email, whenever I did not get what I had imagined I have wanted out of her. I've come a long way and want to go further still.

Re:Zero has always been my favouritest anime, but, holy, after watching this new analysis thingy, I am now frightened of how accurately it portrays some of my social deficiencies and how dysfunctional I really am.
This one:

BTW I finally got dully bored with krisfal meifh, which in my case is a sure sign that the habit is kicked. Had some great moments with it, but, damn, fkers sometimes mix it with estrogen or some insane shit where my porn of choice tends to gay, my fap lasts for hours and inclines me to nasty fetishes and my pp area smells weird and nasty for many days after having administered that stuff, pfff. So, yeah. I'm now 8 days clean with no craving whatsoever.

BTW hanging out with cute lesbian friend yesterday, was pretty chill. Went to her GP and a nice, quick second hand clothes shopping, holy, the acoustics in there were great from the loads of clothes - with no prior announcement and no eyecontact throughout, the very nice pretending-to-be-a-bitch lady exchanged a barrage strong, quiet insults with my friend from way across and they always came through ultra clear. Felt a bit like a 1v1 in CSGO, LMAO, that reminds me, in Bulgaria we call the scout rifle "the duck", same with another certain weapon, so saying "they measured their duck skills" is literally literally same as "they had a pp measuring contest", here.

TL;DR: I want to bring joy to hot milf therapist. I wish I had the strength and ability to earn her trust. Most of all I selfishly wish to be of value and use to her, otherwise I feel worthless.

Girls. I like girls. A lot. Unreasonably much. Girl, girls, gurl, GUUURLZ. HELP ME!!!

 

I do still have a bit of a mфonster ENERGY™ problem, though.