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Love or sex?
My older sister is constantly compaining about her boyfriend of 5 years... him hanging with his friends, his movie choices, other stupid, pointless complaints. I've found myself getting pissy at her, because here she is, with a guy who loves her, a guy who supports her, who has done everything except propose (though we all know it will happen), and she complains about such trivial things.
Then there are the points when she complains about his abilities in bed, and I get really mad. I know that the physical side of a relationship can be an important part, yet, as someone who has never heard the words 'I love you' from any of her boyfriend's lips, I find myself thinking that I would rather have someone who loved me than someone who was great at sex. Its hard to think about, as love and sex usually come hand in hand, but which would you choose? Someone who loved you unconditionally, but wasn't good in bed, or someone who was great at sex, but never really felt anything for you? Which would you choose... Love or Sex? (I'm sure this topic could get to the point where it would be moved to the sewers, but lets keep it clean. )How ya doing, buddy? ![]() |
I mean, I could just be a die-hard romantic at heart. If I love the guy, and he loved me, I think I'd be extremely happy, regardless of his abilities in bed. Of course, like I said, this is just my thinking now. It's hard to describe without sounding pathetic, but I was so sure that my last boyfriend loved me, and when he broke up with me (telling me that he never really loved me, he always loved his high school girlfriend), I found my mind bargaining with itself, saying that I'd give up all the good sex we had if he had only loved me the way I loved him, because he was THAT amazing of a guy ('was' being the keyword here). So when my sister complained about her boyfriend's abilities in bed, of course I'd get bitchy, because she's so ungrateful for what she has. Thus, this topic. I wanted to see what other people thought, or if they've had similar thoughts. There's nowhere I can't reach. ![]() |