My cousin dragged me out of bed and forced me to go to the mall with him today so that he could buy a new wardrobe after he gymmaxed. Hes still in that blue pill phase where he believes that he can ascend if he just makes his bed, goes to the gym, smiles to thots and works on his personality. If all else fails with a white Western woman, he believes that hojabis will be all over him at mosque singles mixers. As if - he is short and brown as I am. On top of that he has a receding hair line and a bad eye area. Its over! Anyway, there were so many young couples and families there today. It was so painful that I wish I had stayed in bed rotting the day away before I have to go back to my miserable job that won't even help me find a wife. When we went to get something to eat, I saw a young couple heavily patting and kissing in booth next to ours that I lost my appetite. To make matters worse, the aroma of my meal began to nauseate me. I had to sit there and wait for my cousin to finish his meal while listening to the whore next to us moaning and giggling. I know there is no god but I wished in that moment that he was real so that I could pray to him to strike me dead and for him to listen to me in order to put me out of my misery. He could listen to my prayers for him to also take these couples, especially the women out too so that they can no longer enjoy what I can't. I wished that I could have at least pelted them with my food and drink. These sexhavers shouldn't get away with flaunting what so many men can't have in public without some consequences but I didn't do anything.
