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...know what the hell happens online between people. I love people I've met online, but as far as knowing for sure that it is a passionate, love-of-my-life type of thing, I don't think I can be certain without a meeting the person in person. Is having strong feelings for someone you've never met in person... deep, soul-connecting emotions, where your heart thumps when you get that IM or email from them... or when you flash on them in your mind and your stomach gets all butterfly-ie... Is that love? Lust? Infatuation? Extreme like? Hormones are raging? Been too long without? What is that?
I wanna say yes, I can fall in love online... but unless its a clear cut case of "this-will-never-carry-over-into-real-life", a limitation that both parties start out knowing from the get go, understand and can be satisfied with... Okay, then ... yes. But, I need to address those limitations before anything happens...and I must remember them constantly...or I wind up with a bleeding heart. And, maybe it's because I've not had a love in my life in so many years, that I need the possibility of more than a cyber relationship... particularly, if I feel I really do love a person but haven't met them in person. I dunno. Fuck me.
I'm going with "very strong like, maybe even love". That's my answer, today, anyway.
Hmmmm... *deeply ponders this idea*Pink text: Call me a cynic, but I might call this "addiction."
If I don't, and I find out after things heat up, that ...say, that the dude is married, or something... that's hard, for me... especially, if there's an attraction, a connection there. I need to know right off the bat what the other person's goals are with me; I need to figure out where to place my boundaries... from the get-go, or they will be stepped on and wholly crossed over. Lit has taught me this about myself... which is a good thing.Green text: I think this is probably a good thing to lay out as a cyber relationship starts up, or when it gets heated.
i doubt if you
can but all things are possible
So how do you know when it's fantasy, and when it's real?
I would argue that the online sex isn't always pure fantasy. There can be an intimacy during those sessions that can be intense, and I wouldn't call that pure fantasy.
I haven't read the whole thread, so excuse me if I'm repeating something already said, but if you ask me - it's kind of a yes and no. Yes, you can fall in love with the online version of the person you've been chatting with/talking to, but until you actually meet them you don't have all the pieces, so you make some of them up yourself. Which means that you're in love with a mixture between what the other person really is and what you've built them up to be. And then when you meet in real life there is no guarantee you'll still love them because some things will probably be different than what you've imagined and even though that could be totally neutral or better, it could also be worse and a deal-breaker. I don't know if it's making any sense but I hope you got my point
I don’t believe it’s possible to fall in love online. Lust? Sure. A crush? Infatuation? Yes. Love? No. Part of falling in love is chemistry. It’s a feeling you get when you occupy the same space. Online, the intimacy isn’t there. Without intimacy, there can be no love. I believe these types of websites, and the world of porn in general, are fantasy lands. You can be whoever/whatever you want to be. I’m a prime example. For years, I came on here and told outrageous lies. I lied about myself and told lies to lots of other people.
I’ve come to these realizations through a lot of soul searching and self-exploration. I’ve done a lot of things here that I’m not proud of. Here’s my story:
In March of 2013, I started PMing seriously with someone here. Even then, I wasn’t sure why I would do this. I was very happy in my marriage. This “cyber affair” would carry on for a year.
We texted pretty much daily and, after a while, started talking on the phone once or twice a week, then skyping a couple of times a month. I told her that she was gorgeous, wonderful, stroked her ego. Worst of all, within a week of us sending our first text messages back and forth, I told her that I loved her. I used that precious term on someone that I didn’t really know (We didn’t even know each other’s last names!) and continued to use it even though she was someone I didn’t particularly care about. Maybe a crush. Definitely lust, infatuation. Not love. I stole her emotions. What a thief and a liar I am.
I’ve asked myself what was it about her. I think it was because she paid a little bit of attention to everyone. She seemed to always be available. She really could have been anyone. I wanted the attention. I wanted the ego boost of a young woman. I wanted instant gratification.
I’ll be the first to admit that I treated her badly. Things like phone calls were chores. I had to do them to get the attention, the mediocre personalized porn that I wanted. I reached a point where I would ignore her for days at a time. A couple of apologies, a phone call, maybe a Skype session and all was forgiven. She wasn’t a real person to me, she was part of a fantasy world.
How is cybersex an intimate act? It’s masturbation. Plain and simple. It’s masturbation with someone you “know” watching. No matter how you spin it, it’s ultimately a solo act. There were Skype sessions when I had porn on the big screen behind my laptop, watching that instead of my partner. How can that be intimate?
I misused the word love. I misplaced terms of endearment. I used peoples’ emotions against them. I did very bad things to people. I’ve lied, I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, I’ve broken promises, and I’ve violated trust. This whole thing has cost me my marriage and my relationship with the most important, most wonderful, most beautiful person I’ve ever known – my wife.
Folks, watch out. You never know who is on the other end of the keyboard. If you met me, you’d think I was a nice guy. If you “talked” with me, you’d probably like me. That person you’re head over heels “in love” with could be someone like me. Go find someone real, someone physical that you can touch! There’s someone out there for everyone, but good luck finding them on a porn site.
I don’t believe it’s possible to fall in love online. Lust? Sure. A crush? Infatuation? Yes. Love? No. Part of falling in love is chemistry. It’s a feeling you get when you occupy the same space. Online, the intimacy isn’t there. Without intimacy, there can be no love. I believe these types of websites, and the world of porn in general, are fantasy lands. You can be whoever/whatever you want to be. I’m a prime example. For years, I came on here and told outrageous lies. I lied about myself and told lies to lots of other people.
I’ve come to these realizations through a lot of soul searching and self-exploration. I’ve done a lot of things here that I’m not proud of. Here’s my story:
In March of 2013, I started PMing seriously with someone here. Even then, I wasn’t sure why I would do this. I was very happy in my marriage. This “cyber affair” would carry on for a year.
We texted pretty much daily and, after a while, started talking on the phone once or twice a week, then skyping a couple of times a month. I told her that she was gorgeous, wonderful, stroked her ego. Worst of all, within a week of us sending our first text messages back and forth, I told her that I loved her. I used that precious term on someone that I didn’t really know (We didn’t even know each other’s last names!) and continued to use it even though she was someone I didn’t particularly care about. Maybe a crush. Definitely lust, infatuation. Not love. I stole her emotions. What a thief and a liar I am.
I’ve asked myself what was it about her. I think it was because she paid a little bit of attention to everyone. She seemed to always be available. She really could have been anyone. I wanted the attention. I wanted the ego boost of a young woman. I wanted instant gratification.
I’ll be the first to admit that I treated her badly. Things like phone calls were chores. I had to do them to get the attention, the mediocre personalized porn that I wanted. I reached a point where I would ignore her for days at a time. A couple of apologies, a phone call, maybe a Skype session and all was forgiven. She wasn’t a real person to me, she was part of a fantasy world.
How is cybersex an intimate act? It’s masturbation. Plain and simple. It’s masturbation with someone you “know” watching. No matter how you spin it, it’s ultimately a solo act. There were Skype sessions when I had porn on the big screen behind my laptop, watching that instead of my partner. How can that be intimate?
I misused the word love. I misplaced terms of endearment. I used peoples’ emotions against them. I did very bad things to people. I’ve lied, I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, I’ve broken promises, and I’ve violated trust. This whole thing has cost me my marriage and my relationship with the most important, most wonderful, most beautiful person I’ve ever known – my wife.
Folks, watch out. You never know who is on the other end of the keyboard. If you met me, you’d think I was a nice guy. If you “talked” with me, you’d probably like me. That person you’re head over heels “in love” with could be someone like me. Go find someone real, someone physical that you can touch! There’s someone out there for everyone, but good luck finding them on a porn site.