Who I am: I’m Justin, 18, Filipino, 105lbs (crazy right?), 5’ 10”, Senior in High School.

My View on Love: Over the years, if you go the right way, you’ll see some things are more important than they look, and some look more important than they are.

• Beauty is unimportant. Meat rots. Tits drop. Bellies grow.
• Money is unimportant. Money is everywhere, it’s so common.
• Sex is unimportant. It feels good, but it’s purely biological.

Love is important. No money nor beauty can achieve it. It is the most precious thing in the world. But to know what love really is, you must see yourself as a thinking mind & spirit, and not a meatbag driven by hormones.

The Problem: When people talk about love, they objectify it. It becomes a thing, a feeling, a memory, a person. I feel as though this takes away from the nature of love. It becomes more of a fixation on something graspable, touchable, kissable. It becomes an idea. This only stems however from the feeling of desire. To desire something, one must feel the need to have something which they do not have, or cannot obtain.

Why do girls like bad guys? Why are you so lonely? Why do you want a relationship more than anything?

Because you want something.

The reason girls like bad guys has to do with desire. They want someone to treat them nice.

When they meet a nice guy, they no longer have that desire. You can’t want something that you already have. You can’t make something passionate, if someone is always passionate.

My advice to everyone: Have something.. worth wanting.. that no one can have.

If you give something away like that too quickly, you have nothing left to offer. You have to willingly prevent yourself from being the best lover in order to make sure your love is forever lasting.

Who I want to meet: I wish I could reach out to someone. Really have an influence on someone else’s life. Cause somehow that would validate my existence. I just want to be able to express my thoughts to somebody, and receive more than a “Hehe.” in reply.
Somebody that actually knows what I’m talking about, as abstract as my perception may be. Somebody to love, somebody that understands what love is, other than the hormone driven, shallow view of love that they market on television, somebody that loves me back that very same way. Somebody real. Somebody nice. Somebody unique. Somebody that can listen. Somebody that likes to talk. Somebody spontaneous, cause I’m lacking a bit in that department. Somebody emotional like me. Maybe somebody who experiences the world just as colorful as well.

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