Yes, I Want to Be Admired. And?

[Alexanderr]

Beauty is not a key to the bedroom. It's a key to something far older and more intoxicating-- the human need to be seen.

Anyone can buy pleasure. Anyone with a body and enough desperation can find someone to fill a Saturday night. That's not the point. The point is to walk into a room and matter before you've said a word. To be desired not because you were available, but because you were you -- whatever strange, difficult, unpolished version of you that happens to be.

This is why settling should feel like a kind of dying. Not because the person isn't good enough, but because being chosen by default is the opposite of what you're after. You want to be chosen the way people choose art: involuntarily, helplessly, with a feeling they can't quite explain.

Think about what it means to live rent-free in someone's mind. To know that people who will never tell you have rearranged their small daily lives around the fact of your existence. To know you have appeared in someone's private hours, their idle moments, the space between waking and sleep. That is a kind of immortality.

Sex is just biology. But adoration -- being perceived as something rare, being the subject of someone's most secret wanting; that is the real prize.

We dress it up. We pretend we want love, connection, meaning. And maybe we do. But underneath all of it, if we're honest: we want to be worshipped a little. We want to be worth something in the eyes of the world.

That's not shameful. That's just human.

 

[psychopathic]

We all use ChatGPT but come on bro

 

[NVM_Ignacio]

Beauty is not a key to the bedroom. It's a key to something far older and more intoxicating-- the human need to be seen.

Anyone can buy pleasure. Anyone with a body and enough desperation can find someone to fill a Saturday night. That's not the point. The point is to walk into a room and matter before you've said a word. To be desired not because you were available, but because you were you -- whatever strange, difficult, unpolished version of you that happens to be.

This is why settling should feel like a kind of dying. Not because the person isn't good enough, but because being chosen by default is the opposite of what you're after. You want to be chosen the way people choose art: involuntarily, helplessly, with a feeling they can't quite explain.

Think about what it means to live rent-free in someone's mind. To know that people who will never tell you have rearranged their small daily lives around the fact of your existence. To know you have appeared in someone's private hours, their idle moments, the space between waking and sleep. That is a kind of immortality.

Sex is just biology. But adoration -- being perceived as something rare, being the subject of someone's most secret wanting; that is the real prize.

We dress it up. We pretend we want love, connection, meaning. And maybe we do. But underneath all of it, if we're honest: we want to be worshipped a little. We want to be worth something in the eyes of the world.

That's not shameful. That's just human.

What Im reading matches so well the song Im listening to.

For some reason you have some aura

 

[Prøphet]

Love is worship, nothing deeper

 

[Rick_bozo]

The idea of just doing normal stuff and people still praise you cuz you look good is only thing that keep me pushing

 

[inversions]

We all use ChatGPT but come on bro

He switched out the em dash for a cheeky - -

 

[mohito]

Nga went from botbs to offtopic ramblings

 

[literallytaxidriver]

What Im reading matches so well the song Im listening to.

For some reason you have some aura

Every nigger with Alain Delon avi thinks he has aura

 

[NVM_Ignacio]

Every nigger with Alain Delon avi thinks he has aura

WE have aura

 

[ICL]

 

[Alexanderr]

We all use ChatGPT but come on bro

I don't, I use claude, but it's a rewrite of an old thread of mine:

Validation is the end goal, men.

The gift of being good-looking is not ideal because you get sex. It's ideal because you get validation. Cumming in/on/around a female body is not the point. The point is to inspire awe and admiration in desirable people just by existing. This is why prostitutes or "being settled for" should not...

looksmax.org

 

[filthycurrycel]

very nice, agreed.

 

[81xa]

trvke

 

[Deleted member 2520]

Beauty is not a key to the bedroom. It's a key to something far older and more intoxicating-- the human need to be seen.

Anyone can buy pleasure. Anyone with a body and enough desperation can find someone to fill a Saturday night. That's not the point. The point is to walk into a room and matter before you've said a word. To be desired not because you were available, but because you were you -- whatever strange, difficult, unpolished version of you that happens to be.

This is why settling should feel like a kind of dying. Not because the person isn't good enough, but because being chosen by default is the opposite of what you're after. You want to be chosen the way people choose art: involuntarily, helplessly, with a feeling they can't quite explain.

Think about what it means to live rent-free in someone's mind. To know that people who will never tell you have rearranged their small daily lives around the fact of your existence. To know you have appeared in someone's private hours, their idle moments, the space between waking and sleep. That is a kind of immortality.

Sex is just biology. But adoration -- being perceived as something rare, being the subject of someone's most secret wanting; that is the real prize.

We dress it up. We pretend we want love, connection, meaning. And maybe we do. But underneath all of it, if we're honest: we want to be worshipped a little. We want to be worth something in the eyes of the world.

That's not shameful. That's just human.

You No longer have that scary red color I said was scary

Now it’s a nice purple

 

[NVM_Ignacio]

I don't, I use claude, but it's a rewrite of an old thread of mine:

Validation is the end goal, men.

The gift of being good-looking is not ideal because you get sex. It's ideal because you get validation. Cumming in/on/around a female body is not the point. The point is to inspire awe and admiration in desirable people just by existing. This is why prostitutes or "being settled for" should not...

looksmax.org

Yeah claude mogs

 

[Alexanderr]

The idea of just doing normal stuff and people still praise you cuz you look good is only thing that keep me pushing

It's the only reason to get surgery and spend countless hours researching looks theory. Sex is just that-- sex. You'll see people with the most abominable looking fathers, they still got laid.
What they never experienced, what most never experience is what it's like to be desired, to be thought of in the most carnal terms, to be admired for just existing. That's worth it. That's worth striving for.

 

[BigBallsLarry]

Beauty is not a key to the bedroom. It's a key to something far older and more intoxicating-- the human need to be seen.

Anyone can buy pleasure. Anyone with a body and enough desperation can find someone to fill a Saturday night. That's not the point. The point is to walk into a room and matter before you've said a word. To be desired not because you were available, but because you were you -- whatever strange, difficult, unpolished version of you that happens to be.

This is why settling should feel like a kind of dying. Not because the person isn't good enough, but because being chosen by default is the opposite of what you're after. You want to be chosen the way people choose art: involuntarily, helplessly, with a feeling they can't quite explain.

Think about what it means to live rent-free in someone's mind. To know that people who will never tell you have rearranged their small daily lives around the fact of your existence. To know you have appeared in someone's private hours, their idle moments, the space between waking and sleep. That is a kind of immortality.

Sex is just biology. But adoration -- being perceived as something rare, being the subject of someone's most secret wanting; that is the real prize.

We dress it up. We pretend we want love, connection, meaning. And maybe we do. But underneath all of it, if we're honest: we want to be worshipped a little. We want to be worth something in the eyes of the world.

That's not shameful. That's just human.

Very good points, also nice, you got a cool username! I actually made a similar thread before but without the deep thoughts lol

i just want to be admired

i don't want love or care about it i just want people to look at me with envy i don't care if it takes years of gym, blasting or surgeries that's the whole point isn't it?

looksmax.org

 

[Alexanderr]

Nga went from botbs to offtopic ramblings

Old man yells at clouds

 

[Alexanderr]

Very good points, also nice, you got a cool username! I actually made a similar thread before but without the deep thoughts lol

i just want to be admired

i don't want love or care about it i just want people to look at me with envy i don't care if it takes years of gym, blasting or surgeries that's the whole point isn't it?

looksmax.org

It's the underlying thing most people here are actually chasing, even if few say it out loud.

Those edits of good-looking men, the PSL gods, they do so well because people live through them vicariously. For just a split second, they get to imagine what it feels like to exist in a body like that.

The smiles before you've said a word. The stolen glances from shy admirers. The respect that arrives before you've earned it-- just for existing.

Outsiders look at millions of guys obsessing over this, smashing their faces, going under the knife, and assume it's about getting laid. Sure, that's part of it. But it was never the whole point.

 

[BigBallsLarry]

It's the underlying thing most people here are actually chasing, even if few say it out loud.

Those edits of good-looking men, the PSL gods, they do so well because people live through them vicariously. For just a split second, they get to imagine what it feels like to exist in a body like that.

The smiles before you've said a word. The stolen glances from shy admirers. The respect that arrives before you've earned it-- just for existing.

Outsiders look at millions of guys obsessing over this, smashing their faces, going under the knife, and assume it's about getting laid. Sure, that's part of it. But it was never the whole point.

It's what drives looksmax communities as a whole, the feeling of being a better version of yourself

simulator games do well for a reason