Since when is sex the “ultimate” form of love and why do we all just take this as gospel?
The foundation of the sexually repressed argument is that we shouldn’t “sleep around” because sex is losing its meaning. And why does it have a universal meaning, as in, when did we all agree that sex is the absolute pinnacle of a demonstration of love?
The more that I think about it, the more I realize that if you need to use sex to demonstrate LOVE, you obviously don’t have the tools to communicate effectively. Love isn’t about a slow moving penis going in and out of your vagina while someone softly strokes your hair and tells you they love you over and over. Saying ‘I love you’ isn’t loving someone either. Anyone can do that with absolutely no effort. It’s simple and basic and common. Showing your love for someone isn’t flowers, spouting cliches or over-priced rocks given to impress strangers.
People fake love every day. ‘I love you’s and sex within a committed relationship doesn’t mean shit if you can’t adequately make someone feel enchanted. Because guys, if you haven’t made a woman feel like she’s floating, then you haven’t loved her correctly. Love is instilling emotions. Giving comfort and security by the truth of your actions. Looking into someone so close and so perfect that they know they could trust you with their life. To make someone feel home in your arms.
You don’t get that with words. You don’t get that with buying things. And you certainly don’t get that with a penis in a vagina.
Stop being lazy and learn how to clearly demonstrate your feelings. Because real motherfuckers know it is strength that allows you to be open and vulnerable.
That is, if you truly love someone.” —Christopher Gutierrez (via shinyyy)