If a girlfriend could give me something porn doesn't, I'd feel a burning desire to get one even while I use porn.But I don't.So the plan is to refrain from using porn and be really horny and get a girlfriend, when at any point I could just use it again.Idk man, feels like a stretch. Am I just completely broken?
>>32016976you could try making it more convenient to get a girlfriend than to use pornit's hard but possiblei thank God i've never had a smartphone
>>32016976Girlfriend CAN give you something porn doesn't, it just has nothing to do with sex.Please don't go around looking for a girl to have sex with, if you want a girlfriend, look for a normal respectful relationship, otherwise you're going to fuck yourself over in more ways than one.
>>32016976Bro, I used to say that exact thing. A girlfriend can give you nice intimate moments and cuddles. Randomly suggesting nice things to do. They can also be a nightmare if you get the wrong one. I didn't realize what I hadn't even considered until I found out about girlfriend roleplays (which are often mislabeled as ASMR on Youtube.) Just hearing a woman say "welcome home babe" as if it were directed at me woke something up in me that I didn't realize I wanted. Or hearing her heartbeat and breathing with the occasional comment. Sometimes I wish I never found out about this because I'm too much of an autist to date. It's nice in the moment though, until you're alone in your room in the dark and silence after the audio ends.
>>32016976>So the plan is to refrain from using porn and be really horny and get a girlfriend, when at any point I could just use it again.It works provided you could get a gf. maybe just fap without porn
>>32016976Imagine lying there with her warm body so close, I can feel the gentle pressure of her weight as she hovers above me. Her smile is soft, playful, filled with tenderness as she holds the makeup brush near my face. I can scent her feminine fragrance and clean skin and clothing. Every stroke is light, delicate, but it’s her presence that melts the world around us. I close my eyes and feel the warmth radiating from her skin, the way her breath brushes my face in rhythm with her movements. It’s not just the makeup she’s painting on me—it’s the quiet intimacy, the love in every detail. When I open my eyes, she’s still there, her smile brighter than anything she could ever put on my skin.
