I used to live abroad and I used to nt-maxx I spent a good 7-8 years of weekly drinking/clubbing sessions with my so-called friends, countless money down the drain, only to see the 2 chads in the group getting laid almost every time while I could not for all these years manage to score a single drunk chick. I laugh at my stupidity upon remembering how I used to get home with a cab completely wasted at 7am, all my money spent, almost gonna puke due to being drunk as fuck, smelling of disgusting club smell, and laying with my dirty club clothes in my clean bed sleeping till afternoon, having the whole next day completely lost, feeling like shit hungover, cant eat anything, head hurts, feel poisoned, get in and out of sleep.
"Just go and talk to the drunk chicks bro!!!" Yeah, drunk chicks still want CHAD is what noone ever says
About 20% of the times I used to go out I would go to a hooker at 4am(only trash hookers are available at that hours of the day, all the ones that are not hot enough to be booked around 10-11pm for allnighters), but you are drunk as shit and just want to bust a nut so any dog looking cunt would do.
Then I would fuck this disgusting hooker and head straight home with my head pounding and force myself to get a quick shower to clean myself from the hooker juices on me and the sticky shit on my dick from the condoms.
Remembering this makes me realize I should really step up my suicide deliberation thoughts more seriously nowadays.