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Deleted member 2463
my dick is her happiness
- Jul 3, 2024
- 8,601
Before I knew my oneitis, I was like any typical guy attracted to beautiful women, desiring different varieties of women. But ever since my eyes landed on my oneitis, I felt something special. She wasn't the most beautiful woman alive, but she was different from others.
At first, I didn't pay much attention. I thought it was a normal, fleeting attraction, so I enjoyed it as I always did with other women, but I kept coming back to her.
I only noticed it later, after a couple of months, when my reaction to other women had diminished. I couldn't be aroused by other women, even if they were more beautiful than my oneitis.
I could tell if they were beautiful, at least, but I didn't feel anything toward them, unlike my oneitis, where every inch of her triggered me.
I felt trapped, not gonna lie. I felt bad, like I was missing out on other women. I tried too hard to fall in love or at least construct some emotions for other women. One of my latest attempts was with Nancy Pitman. I tried to love her, I wanted to, I felt something special about her, but I couldn't. Any feeling I tried to create for other women was negated by my intense emotions toward Susan Atkins.
I gave up. I stopped enjoying the beauty of porn stars, I preferred my oneitis instead. I even compare real-life women to my oneitis, trying to project her onto them, which causes problems.
At first, I didn't pay much attention. I thought it was a normal, fleeting attraction, so I enjoyed it as I always did with other women, but I kept coming back to her.
I only noticed it later, after a couple of months, when my reaction to other women had diminished. I couldn't be aroused by other women, even if they were more beautiful than my oneitis.
I could tell if they were beautiful, at least, but I didn't feel anything toward them, unlike my oneitis, where every inch of her triggered me.
I felt trapped, not gonna lie. I felt bad, like I was missing out on other women. I tried too hard to fall in love or at least construct some emotions for other women. One of my latest attempts was with Nancy Pitman. I tried to love her, I wanted to, I felt something special about her, but I couldn't. Any feeling I tried to create for other women was negated by my intense emotions toward Susan Atkins.
I gave up. I stopped enjoying the beauty of porn stars, I preferred my oneitis instead. I even compare real-life women to my oneitis, trying to project her onto them, which causes problems.
