Teen Love: Animal Lust in Disguise
by YBLalat

Personally, I don't believe in teen love.

I am not just saying this because I haven't had the privilege of experience of one, but because it is the truth. Teen love is nothing more but a mere medium to a greater and more ultimate cause: fucking. You may or may not swallow this, as bitter as it is, but teen love is in fact your newly-developed sex organs trying to take over the control of your brain and body very slowly and with great intensity.

The body becomes impatient with the sudden presence of the new sex hormones that it contains and then it starts to loosen its grip on your feelings and reactions. The chemistry that boils and churns will one moment be so unbearable that you will be uncontrollably horny and try to find a way or a manner to release the mounting tension. And from that unsuccessfully suppressed biological urge, comes teen love.

If you are a person of vast wisdom and of high appreciation for the human integrity, this notion of monkey love will bother the tranquility and contentment of your life no more. You will also realize soon enough that what your body craves for does not necessarily will bring you meaningful benefits and that satiating it brings you nothing.

That animal urge is merely the toy of your subconscious mind and the distraction of the great manipulator Satan. You will then come to the more clear point of realization of an issue greater of need for attention and time then this love crap. Nothing is ultimately more important than the glory of oneself, the glory of yourself, be it of this world or the next.

“So why waste precious youth on something which is for the short-lived enjoyment of teenage years? Why not redirect it to the security of your future? Why must it be wasted on this, love?”

Why even bother, I’d say. Fuck it, fuck it to all extreme for that matter. Do not worry about not being able to get a good night’s fucking in the future if you choose to abandon teen love now. You will have your own share of that. Remember, God is just. So, don’t worry and don’t be picky either. Unless you are in a carefully planned future of a married nineteen-year-old college drop-out, then teen love is essentially nothing more but a tool to that chosen destination. I have no qualms over an intended (and not accidentally pregnant) early marriage. May God bless your plan.

But, if you are looking forward to see yourself living a glorious and swinging single life in your early 30s, then choosing to waste your teen years on the seemingly endless chase for a pussy (or a dick) in the name of the divine, mythical bliss of teen love, then you are as dumb as a fresh piece of cow shit on wet grass. I sincerely condemn you to the deepest chasm of Hell. May your karmic cycle rescue you in your next reincarnation.

From my view, if you choose to succumb to the desire of your pre-puberty hormones, you are nothing more but a mislead bastard who is ruined for the rest of your life. You are, to me, a poor person who has lost control of your own ship, your own destiny, to the utterly blind and undisciplined horniness of your genitals. I see no point in jeopardizing your future for the satisfaction of your crotch. Believe me; teen love is merely animal lust in disguise.

Teen love is a distraction. It is the drainage for your most valuable asset: youth. Don’t believe in its promise of happiness and joy. Don’t believe in its healing power over loneliness and sadness. Wake up and smell the roses. Just look at the time; you haven’t got much left. Leave this pathetic teen love behind and work with full concentration on the development of your future, your glory.