At first you maybe start to like some person on the basis of, you know, features of the person. The way they look, or the way they act, or if they’re smart, or some combination or something. So in the beginning it’s, I guess what you call features of the person that make you feel certain ways about the person. … But then if you get to where you, you know, love a person, everything sort of reverses. It’s not that you love the person because of certain things about the person anymore; it’s that you love the things about the person because you love the person. It kind of radiates out, instead of in.
easy notes: make a post about wanting to do literally anything enjoyable (but nonsexual) with a person and then contrast it with also wanting to have rough sex with them
wow i just really want someone to watch netflix and eat pizza with me but then also fuck me against a wall