que locura, boludo. Delulu.

sometimes, you have sex with egos, rather than actually loving the person. Know the difference, and you may feel better with life. -------- When it’s ego-driven, you’re not really meeting the person. You’re interacting with: • how they validate you • how they reflect your desirability • how they fit into your self-image (“I’m the one who gets this kind of guy”) It becomes a loop of mirrors. Intense, addictive… but strangely hollow after. Real attraction feels different. Less theatrical, more… grounded. There’s curiosity instead of performance. Presence instead of strategy. You don’t leave wondering “did I win?” You leave feeling either calm… or exposed in a way that actually means something. And yeah, that “delulu” awareness you mentioned—that’s kind of the awakening moment. Once you see it, it’s hard to unsee: “Was I into him… or into what he made me feel about myself?” Not the most comfortable question, but it cleans things up fast.