I was born in what used to be the state of California on June 23rd, 2002. I had a fun upbringing far away from the ethnic criminals that would pour into the place years later and could even say I had two friends during my time in California, but none of them kept in touch or tried reaching out to me, so I ended up alone.
As expected, girls exhibited neither romantic nor sexual desire for me. Californian girls were more gentle about this rejection, while Mexican and other ethnic girls were very rude about it. They were sort of punishing me for being White and not handsome, like I was a bastard of my kind. I started doing drugs to cope and even overdosed on heroin once.
When I heard about Elliot Rodger in 2014, I was rather neutral at first until I got my hands on his writings and resonated with a lot he had to say. We were from distinct backgrounds, but him being ugly and rejected by society made us equal in some way. He also lived in California, which is a plus.
And I unfortunately had to watch Los Angeles become darker both in a literal and figurative sense, as I was growing up; a third world nightmare. I no longer reside in California. It has become a cesspool of junkies, criminals, and sexual degenerates. The streets are filthy, the people live in fear of the drunkards and methheads that look more like zombies roaming the neighborhoods, and the police could not care less about the whole mess. Do not go to California if you care about your inner peace and security!
As for my hobbies, I like surfing, writing, listening to music, eating Japanese food (ironically), and doing everything within my reach to cope with this hellish incel life. It's a pleasure to be here!
As expected, girls exhibited neither romantic nor sexual desire for me. Californian girls were more gentle about this rejection, while Mexican and other ethnic girls were very rude about it. They were sort of punishing me for being White and not handsome, like I was a bastard of my kind. I started doing drugs to cope and even overdosed on heroin once.
When I heard about Elliot Rodger in 2014, I was rather neutral at first until I got my hands on his writings and resonated with a lot he had to say. We were from distinct backgrounds, but him being ugly and rejected by society made us equal in some way. He also lived in California, which is a plus.
And I unfortunately had to watch Los Angeles become darker both in a literal and figurative sense, as I was growing up; a third world nightmare. I no longer reside in California. It has become a cesspool of junkies, criminals, and sexual degenerates. The streets are filthy, the people live in fear of the drunkards and methheads that look more like zombies roaming the neighborhoods, and the police could not care less about the whole mess. Do not go to California if you care about your inner peace and security!
As for my hobbies, I like surfing, writing, listening to music, eating Japanese food (ironically), and doing everything within my reach to cope with this hellish incel life. It's a pleasure to be here!
My pleasure. I surf at every opportunity. Just sitting there and waiting for that next wave gives me more peace of mind than anything else in the world. It's like meditating.
