Suleiman
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Love is a poorly defined word in our language, subject to all manner of semantic arguments. The "addictive" form relates as much to a chemical response of the brain - something that you can not truly control - as much as to a "pure" emotional state (if it is possible to have emotions that are not the direct product of neurochemistry, but as I am more a philosopher than a scientist, I will posit that such things may exist). Love can take a lot of forms - which again leads to semantic arguments on what love is. However you define it, love is a motive, not a choice. A person who calls themselves dominant should (in my less than humble opinion) be capable of making choices for themselves and for their partner. At what point does scene play become abuse? Is it time for the sub to stop, even though they want to go farther? Can you think with the big head instead of the little one? Can you keep it in your pants for the first few dates, even if she begs you to fuck her silly? Are you capable of getting right up to that edge without crossing it? If so, then love has no power over you. I am a lover. It is my strength, it is my pwer. It gives me hope, it gives me a reason to keep on living. It does not, however, control me. Neither does my rage, my angst, or my chronic and clinical depression. I control my destiny, and I control what decisions I make.
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Think of my verbosity as a sort of litmus test for our relationship. I write in a manner identical to how I speak and how I think. If you can not cope with what I have written here, it is probably for the best if we go our separate ways.
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