What does it mean?
It’s the thing that transcends HB levels. It’s sharing personal experiences and letting women in, allowing yourself to be vulnerable and letting someone see the real you.
Hot women are great, good sex is great, but it means very little without connection.
LMS doesn’t get you connection with a partner. Shared experiences, time and therefore bonding, gets you connections. It’s a horrible thing once the inevitable split happens. I connected with an awful ex with low compatibility, but whatever she did have, hooked up, and I ate it hook line and sinker.
I’m now 8 new partners in to 9 weeks of being single. I think back to my ex and remember the stress, jealously, bitterness and lack of trust but still yearn for her. I’m currently spinning better looking plates that give me better sex and even more affection and love from more intrinsically better human beings than her.
She walked away. That is the frustrating thing that has me pedastalising her. It’s the old adage of wanting what you can’t have, more importantly what doesn't want you. She doesn’t want you and it hurts. It’s hard because she’s happy without you.
The new ones have all made it too easy. I want the resistance, fighting and ultimately the depth she provided. I feel like I will never find it. She hit me on 3 separate occasions and even wished my grandad to die in Miami but I see past it and would give anything to be in bed with her again.
Stockholm syndrome, a love for drama my friends and therapist called it. I need whatever the fvck she was selling, and I won’t be content without it again.
Fml I’m screwed.
It’s the thing that transcends HB levels. It’s sharing personal experiences and letting women in, allowing yourself to be vulnerable and letting someone see the real you.
Hot women are great, good sex is great, but it means very little without connection.
LMS doesn’t get you connection with a partner. Shared experiences, time and therefore bonding, gets you connections. It’s a horrible thing once the inevitable split happens. I connected with an awful ex with low compatibility, but whatever she did have, hooked up, and I ate it hook line and sinker.
I’m now 8 new partners in to 9 weeks of being single. I think back to my ex and remember the stress, jealously, bitterness and lack of trust but still yearn for her. I’m currently spinning better looking plates that give me better sex and even more affection and love from more intrinsically better human beings than her.
She walked away. That is the frustrating thing that has me pedastalising her. It’s the old adage of wanting what you can’t have, more importantly what doesn't want you. She doesn’t want you and it hurts. It’s hard because she’s happy without you.
The new ones have all made it too easy. I want the resistance, fighting and ultimately the depth she provided. I feel like I will never find it. She hit me on 3 separate occasions and even wished my grandad to die in Miami but I see past it and would give anything to be in bed with her again.
Stockholm syndrome, a love for drama my friends and therapist called it. I need whatever the fvck she was selling, and I won’t be content without it again.
Fml I’m screwed.
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