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Venting Could you imagine a female genuinely loving you?

Every day I sit in the cold and bleak space I have come all too familiar with fantasizing about what could've been. Ignoring the ideals instilled in me, ignoring all my spite and resentment, I'd sit back and imagine. Imagine that a female would one day find me on the streets, a female who understands and cares about me. A female that is deeply infatuated with me, that cares for me and my wellbeing, that will make me feel warm and safe on this trek through life.

A dependable and petite comrade who would share with me anything she could, that I could take her pain away for some instance. That I could hold her in a tight and soft embrace that we both enjoy. That she could bear happy and innocent offspring I could bring up to be righteous and with a sense of integrity, that I would cherish and care for into my later years. That I would lay amongst my loved ones in my deathbed in the end, rather than by myself limply from a rope.

Is it a crime to imagine such a concept playing out?

Am I a bad person for wanting to be happy?

Is it inherently wrong to have this selfish desire?

For the sake of my conscious, I answer no to all of these seemingly obvious questions only to repeatedly doubt myself.

I'm a weak and fragile human being like anyone else, can I please be treated as such?

Yes I think such women exist but they are VERY VERY VERY rare and usually already taken by other men.
 
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I stopped imagining it even as a fantasy many years ago.

Science fiction films are more believable to me.
 
I stopped imagining it even as a fantasy many years ago.

Science fiction films are more believable to me.
I'd say there's a chance of this happening, but the chance is so astronomically small that it is qualifiably impossible.

Like a 1/170,000,000 chance
 
Every day I sit in the cold and bleak space I have come all too familiar with fantasizing about what could've been. Ignoring the ideals instilled in me, ignoring all my spite and resentment, I'd sit back and imagine. Imagine that a female would one day find me on the streets, a female who understands and cares about me. A female that is deeply infatuated with me, that cares for me and my wellbeing, that will make me feel warm and safe on this trek through life.

A dependable and petite comrade who would share with me anything she could, that I could take her pain away for some instance. That I could hold her in a tight and soft embrace that we both enjoy. That she could bear happy and innocent offspring I could bring up to be righteous and with a sense of integrity, that I would cherish and care for into my later years. That I would lay amongst my loved ones in my deathbed in the end, rather than by myself limply from a rope.

Is it a crime to imagine such a concept playing out?

Am I a bad person for wanting to be happy?

Is it inherently wrong to have this selfish desire?

For the sake of my conscious, I answer no to all of these seemingly obvious questions only to repeatedly doubt myself.

I'm a weak and fragile human being like anyone else, can I please be treated as such?
No
In other words:
Every day I sit in the hot as fuck and porny state-of-mind space I have come all too familiar with fantasizing about thicc amazonian mommygfs. Ignoring the blatant defeatism instilled in me, ignoring all my hatred for all and sadness, I'd sit back and imagine. Imagine that a tall foid would one day find me on the dilapidated alley, a femoid who understands and cares about me and wants to play with my dick. An FHO that is deeply infatuated with me, that cares for me and my wellbeing, that will make me feel warm and safe on this trek through life and bake me delicious food.

A dependable and amazonian comrade who would share with me anything she could, that I could take her insecurity away for some instance just so i get my dick wet. That I could hold her in a tight and soft embrace that we both enjoy spooning(me being a little bitchass spoon). That she could bear happy and psychopathic offspring I could bring up to be self-centered freaks with a sense of integrity, that I would cherish and care for into my later years, and expect grandchilds'n'shit and all the materialism. That I would lay amongst my loved ones in my deathbed in the end, rather than by myself limply from a rope.

Is it so bad to imagine such a concept playing out?

Am I a bad person for wanting to be happy and sexually fullfilled?

Is it inherently wrong to have this selfish as fuck desire?

For the sake of my conscious, I answer no to all of these seemingly obvious questions only to repeatedly doubt myself.

I'm a weak and fragile bitch ass nigga of a being like anyone else, can I please get femdom mommygf now?
 
No
In other words:
Every day I sit in the hot as fuck and porny state-of-mind space I have come all too familiar with fantasizing about thicc amazonian mommygfs. Ignoring the blatant defeatism instilled in me, ignoring all my hatred for all and sadness, I'd sit back and imagine. Imagine that a tall foid would one day find me on the dilapidated alley, a femoid who understands and cares about me and wants to play with my dick. An FHO that is deeply infatuated with me, that cares for me and my wellbeing, that will make me feel warm and safe on this trek through life and bake me delicious food.

A dependable and amazonian comrade who would share with me anything she could, that I could take her insecurity away for some instance just so i get my dick wet. That I could hold her in a tight and soft embrace that we both enjoy spooning(me being a little bitchass spoon). That she could bear happy and psychopathic offspring I could bring up to be self-centered freaks with a sense of integrity, that I would cherish and care for into my later years, and expect grandchilds'n'shit and all the materialism. That I would lay amongst my loved ones in my deathbed in the end, rather than by myself limply from a rope.

Is it so bad to imagine such a concept playing out?

Am I a bad person for wanting to be happy and sexually fullfilled?

Is it inherently wrong to have this selfish as fuck desire?

For the sake of my conscious, I answer no to all of these seemingly obvious questions only to repeatedly doubt myself.

I'm a weak and fragile bitch ass nigga of a being like anyone else, can I please get femdom mommygf now?
Tesla level IQ,

this deserves a goddamn award.
 
I probably wouldn't even enjoy female companionship at this point. I'm too bitter, cynical and misogynistic. I carry too much toxic baggage to the point that I'm a damaged person. That's what decades of being an incel will do to you.
 
I don't believe females "love". Not like men do. They may say they love, they may even believe it themselves. But it really don't be like that.
 
It isn't an actual real thing, not in the colloquial sense, its nothing but chemicals in your brain, not the "deep magical" thing described in media, its not real, at some point science will reach a point (if it hasn't already) where "love" will be a literal drug, normies will gather in hippie like parties, pair up, take the drug, and engage in orgies. It isn't real, not in the sense where it would matter or feel like were "missing out".
 

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