ordinaryotaku
Rotting collegecel. Women hate me for existing.
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For me, my specific ideal scenario that's always in my head revolves around me wanting to be a rich high school Chad living out in the countryside of Texas in the 1980s. I wish I could be a Chad who drives to school with a suped up Mercedes 190E AMG. My parents like me a lot. I make straight As and I'm the captain of the football team. I walk into school and everyone knows me. I have lots, and lots of friends and I have a loving, cute Stacy gf who I stole her virginity from. I'm not a jerk to anyone unless they instigate first. In April, it's prom night and she slow dances with me to "Don't You Forget About Me" by Simple Minds and "Never Tear Us Apart" by INXS as we are both smiling and happy as the lighting fixture shines upon us. I drive her back to my 400 square foot bedroom filled to the brim with expensive shit and 1980s pop culture references and we have passionate, loving sex. The next day, some other jock wants to fight me. I beat the shit out of him as everyone around me claps. In May, it turns to graduation. I remember all the good times I had with her and we say our goodbyes. But it's not over yet. I don't go to college, I become a welder and a mechanic in the town I went to high school in. I then marry said Stacy and we live a happy life together. No kids, but we have ourselves, some nice cars, and we have a nice house.
I don't know why I always envision this specific scenario. I feel like my 'spergers is reaching stratospheric over-the-top levels.
Does anyone else fantasize about specific scenarios?
I don't know why I always envision this specific scenario. I feel like my 'spergers is reaching stratospheric over-the-top levels.
Does anyone else fantasize about specific scenarios?