Michael15651
Destined Virgin.
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- Nov 4, 2018
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I feel so empty.
I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Or if I’ve ever felt this way.
My life is so meaningless. I go to the gym, head to work, and go home just to repay it all over again. I take PEDS, hired a hooker, and after everything it only made me feel even more empty.
Everything feels like a competition. It doesn’t matter how hard I try I’ll never win. That’s what upsets me. I’m hurt, angry, and more than anything lost.
If a man isn’t desirable to women, what is the point? He is just a pawn in a board full of kings.
Every time I open my phone it’s bombarded with videos of people cuddling, romantic videos of couple out in the rain or snuggling in bed, kissing, and then some videos of Sam sulek or Andrew Tate.
You try and message girls and they sell content of them having sex with their boyfriend or ex (yes, they’re ex who he gets to fuck whenever she’s drunk and lonely at night).
“But hey, at least you got the gym bro. Don’t get distracted.”
Distracted from what? No girls want me. It’s all cope if a woman doesn’t want me in the first place.
“But escape the matrix bro”
How? Tell me a way to make millions of dollars and I’ll do the work, but guide me in the right direction.
I don’t know. I just feel like I’d document my thoughts. Life has sucked lately. Maybe the steroids are amplifying it by making everything a god damn competition all of a sudden and making me hate my body even though I see progress every time I look at it.
I don’t fucking know anymore.
I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Or if I’ve ever felt this way.
My life is so meaningless. I go to the gym, head to work, and go home just to repay it all over again. I take PEDS, hired a hooker, and after everything it only made me feel even more empty.
Everything feels like a competition. It doesn’t matter how hard I try I’ll never win. That’s what upsets me. I’m hurt, angry, and more than anything lost.
If a man isn’t desirable to women, what is the point? He is just a pawn in a board full of kings.
Every time I open my phone it’s bombarded with videos of people cuddling, romantic videos of couple out in the rain or snuggling in bed, kissing, and then some videos of Sam sulek or Andrew Tate.
You try and message girls and they sell content of them having sex with their boyfriend or ex (yes, they’re ex who he gets to fuck whenever she’s drunk and lonely at night).
“But hey, at least you got the gym bro. Don’t get distracted.”
Distracted from what? No girls want me. It’s all cope if a woman doesn’t want me in the first place.
“But escape the matrix bro”
How? Tell me a way to make millions of dollars and I’ll do the work, but guide me in the right direction.
I don’t know. I just feel like I’d document my thoughts. Life has sucked lately. Maybe the steroids are amplifying it by making everything a god damn competition all of a sudden and making me hate my body even though I see progress every time I look at it.
I don’t fucking know anymore.