/lit/ - Literature

>>13801016
It is rare that I see someone who understands this. Yes, you are correct, for I don't believe it is impossible to grasp how like looking at oneself in a mirror the whole of 'wafiufaggotry' really is. Once you are aware of how fickle the mind's machinations can be, and how it is nearly impossible to have something concrete, or rather something that can stand on its own two legs, and that many of the things you imagine for the woman of your dreams are really just you filling in the gaps necessary to make it suit your purposes, the prospect is suddenly far less thrilling. Add on to this how I'm sure many of the people afflicted with this, for lack of a better word, are most likely overly obsessed with something, lacking in something else, or have moderate to severe masturbation problems, and you get quite an unfortunate situation. Nevertheless, I do not think it is entirely unsalvageable, merely that one must come to terms with the fact that he is fundamentally looking at an odd sort of mirror, and then to recall that it is a reflective surface.