Everyone loves to give sluts a hard time. It’s easy to make fun of the girls who put it all out there on the line by sleeping around. Those girls are completely in charge of their sexuality, and while some see it as freeing and refreshing, to others it’s morally reprehensible and the worst thing you can do.
I think we’re so busy blaming the sexually slutty that we ignore an even bigger problem that gets very little to no attention. Everyone loves to hate on sluts, but no one says anything about “love sluts.”
Love sluts are the girls (or guys) who are serial monogamists. Not only do they always have a boyfriend or girlfriend, but it’s always an incredibly serious relationship. Once they have their significant other wrapped around their finger, they drop the “L” word within a few weeks and start filling their head with fantasies of a winter wedding and babies and a white picket fence. They use words like “soulmate,” and “one true love” to describe the other person. They live in a magical little love bubble where everything is perfect and they make their significant other believe that they’re special and the only one for them.
And then the love slut gets bored.
The relationship ends, and it’s always messy. But it’s nothing a true love slut can’t handle, because they’re experts at the art of breakups. They’re that perfectly awful combination of serial monogamists and serial heartbreakers, which makes them the worst kind of person.
I’m not trying to shit on love. I love love. But what these people experience over and over again isn’t love; it’s lust. I guess a more accurate term would be lust sluts. But I call them love sluts because they believe that what they’re feeling is love, over and over and over again. They actually believe they’re falling in love with every single person they date, but that couldn’t be farther than the truth.
Think back to your high school boyfriend. You thought you were going to get married, right? You thought he was perfect and everything was new and exciting (because you were half a virgin when you met him) and no one had ever made you feel that way before. This is what love sluts are after. That new and exciting feeling. They’re always chasing the high of falling in love, but once they’re “in love,” they get bored and break up because they think maybe it’s because they aren’t in love with that person anymore. It’s actually because they were never in love; they were in lust but they convinced themselves it was love.
You don’t want to be with a love slut. All of those grand, romantic gestures are no longer grand and romantic if he’s done them for all of his other girlfriends. If he says “I love you,” but he’s said that to six other girls in the past two years, what does that say about your relationship? He’s emotionally slutty, which is way more dark and twisted than actually slutty because he felt love for other girls, and there’s no way of telling if you’re any different.
I would rather be with an actual slut than a love slut. If a guy has slept around a lot, when he meets someone who he can see himself settling down for, you know it’s real. He doesn’t do that for just anyone. A love slut does it and does it often. There’s nothing special about tying down a love slut, because they do it all the time. There’s nothing special about a love slut taking you on a perfect date and saying all the “right” things. He’s had a lot of practice.
People are always curious about their significant other’s “number.” Typically, this means the number of people they’ve slept with. As long as your STD test is clean, that number shouldn’t matter. If it’s high, some would say it’s even better. If a guy’s number is high, it means sex is just sex to him. There’s no emotional attachment, and if you’re in a relationship with that person, it means that they found you different and special enough to challenge that notion.
I’m curious about a different “number.” Before jumping into a relationship, I think it’s more important to know how many times that person has said “I love you.” There’s an episode of Sex and the City where Carrie says people are only allotted two great loves in their entire lifetime. If the guy you’re seeing is already at number seven and he’s only 20 years old, he’s a love slut, and you should run far, far away before you become his next victim.
I think it’s time to put to the blame where it really belongs. Leave the sexually slutty people alone. They’re just having harmless (hopefully safe) fun. It’s the emotionally slutty you should be hating on. They’re the real heartbreakers. They toss the L-word around to different people like it’s candy. They’re ruining the sanctity of love!
We’re placing all of our judgments and hatred toward the sexually slutty, while the emotionally slutty are getting off scot-free. At least the sexually slutty are honest about their sexual escapades, unlike the love sluts who make you believe you’re the only one they’ve ever felt this way about. Don’t fall for it. Don’t let the love sluts get into your head and fill it with cheesy lines they’ve said a hundred times.
Beware of love sluts. All they know how to do is get you to fall for them and then break your heart. .