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Left unchecked, lust is like a tornado, tearing up houses and cows and trailer trucks and feelings and decisions and love with no path, no direction, no home. When you want someone you can’t have, sometimes you think you can just replace them with people you can have, or porn, or ice cream or comic books or anything.
In the mean time, though, and in my experience, it’s like treating an injury that needs to heal. A really unfair injury that you didn't ask for and can’t control and that might flare up in the future and that you don’t even want to feel.
Take some Advil, elevate your lust and put an icepack on your genitals. Wrap your wanton desire up in an ACE bandage so no one can see it. Limp a little, if you have to, but unfortunately, like with any injury: you still have to walk around.
In the mean time, though, and in my experience, it’s like treating an injury that needs to heal. A really unfair injury that you didn't ask for and can’t control and that might flare up in the future and that you don’t even want to feel.
Take some Advil, elevate your lust and put an icepack on your genitals. Wrap your wanton desire up in an ACE bandage so no one can see it. Limp a little, if you have to, but unfortunately, like with any injury: you still have to walk around.