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ER is actually 100% right, I just want a blond gf

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This man was just too early for his time
 
Blackpill pioneer
 
I want one too
 
Just give me a looksmatched foid of my race who will be loyal but it’s impossible in 2020
 
>gatekeep
stop projecting lmfao. Let me guess you're another "sub 8" AKA 7/10 "incel" trying to play lonely on here too?
you are a fucking retard if you think elliot wasn't ugly
 
n-no u!
10/10 bro 100% braindead the supreme gentlemen was literally deformed bro
you don't need to be deformed to be ugly, which ER was
 
n-no u!
10/10 bro 100% braindead the supreme gentlemen was literally deformed bro
If ER in his prime is supposed to be ugly then I don't even know what the hell I'm supposed to be
 
you don't need to be deformed to be ugly, which ER was
He was clearly off his rocks, you are just coping and retarded. The fucker was no CHO in autism but he unironically never went after or tried to get a foid. And before you go saying "PUA meme foids approach if they liked you". he was rich, he could've surgerymaxxed or done something but he did fuck all and quit the game. He thought gigastacy models were supposed to approach him out of nowhere like some god or some shit
If ER in his prime is supposed to be ugly then I don't even know what the hell I'm supposed to be
He's not hideous this man is just coping hard
 
He was clearly off his rocks, you are just coping and retarded. The fucker was no CHO in autism but he unironically never went after or tried to get a foid. And before you go saying "PUA meme foids approach if they liked you". he was rich, he could've surgerymaxxed or done something but he did fuck all and quit the game. He thought gigastacy models were supposed to approach him out of nowhere like some god or some shit

He's not hideous this man is just coping hard
Why would I be "coping"?

And he wasn't rich you dumb fuck, his dad faced a financial crisis. You would know that if you read his manifesto.
 
He was clearly off his rocks, you are just coping and retarded. The fucker was no CHO in autism but he unironically never went after or tried to get a foid. And before you go saying "PUA meme foids approach if they liked you". he was rich, he could've surgerymaxxed or done something but he did fuck all and quit the game. He thought gigastacy models were supposed to approach him out of nowhere like some god or some shit

He's not hideous this man is just coping hard
Indeed. Jfl at thinking ER was trucel when I've seen lads who look x10000 times worse than him.
It just feels like an insult tbh.
 
Why would I be "coping"?

And he wasn't rich you dumb fuck, his dad faced a financial crisis. You would know that if you read his manifesto.
>I have a BMW
He had enough to get some surgeries and lived a life that allowed him to get money for surgeries or sell his "500$ glasses :soy:" and other expensive shit for surgeries like his BMV. Again stop fucking projecting bro
Indeed. Jfl at thinking ER was trucel when I've seen lads who look x10000 times worse than him.
It just feels like an insult tbh.
This guy is probs some "sub 8" AKA 7/10 chadlite trying to larp as incel. He clearly doesn't know what a trucel is if he thinks ER is 0/10 LOL
 
>I have a BMW
He had enough to get some surgeries and lived a life that allowed him to get money for surgeries or sell his "500$ glasses :soy:" and other expensive shit for surgeries like his BMV. Again stop fucking projecting bro
That BMW was passed down.


Proof he is ugly.
 
n-no u!
10/10 bro 100% braindead the supreme gentlemen was literally deformed bro
You realize he was 5’7 right? And asian?
 
I would actually prefer a black haired and white skinned female.
 
This guy is probs some "sub 8" AKA 7/10 chadlite trying to larp as incel. He clearly doesn't know what a trucel is if he thinks ER is 0/10 LOL
I never said Elliot was a 0. I'd rate elliot as a 4.
 
You realize he was 5’7 right? And asian?
Leg lengthening, and yes he was asian but i'm not calling him a fucking slayer am I. I'm saying he isn't some trucel. Unless you really want to call all noodleniggas trucels right now lmao
 
That BMW was passed down.


Proof he is ugly.
>Passed down makes it worth nothing
jfl at u
 
Leg lengthening, and yes he was asian but i'm not calling him a fucking slayer am I. I'm saying he isn't some trucel. Unless you really want to call all noodleniggas trucels right now lmao
He is truecel. stop coping. He legit Is a happa midget
 
This dude is a fucking troll.
He was no truecel tbh, I do concede that he perhaps was not as rich as I initially imaged to be. but he had avenues to pursue and didn't take any of them. Even if we're going to say they wouldn't have gone anywhere it's not like he tried it. His mental framework was convinced that women are supposed to pursue men (model tier stacies) and that he was truly the "best gentlemen" he killed his own incel housemates and didn't even follow through his plan of attack. What would you call someone so unstable?

This dude is a fucking troll.

America is also a white country too.
And he's a HAPA, that's your fucking problem lmfao
 
He was no truecel tbh, I do concede that he perhaps was not as rich as I initially imaged to be. but he had avenues to pursue and didn't take any of them. Even if we're going to say they wouldn't have gone anywhere it's not like he tried it. His mental framework was convinced that women are supposed to pursue men (model tier stacies) and that he was truly the "best gentlemen" he killed his own incel housemates and didn't even follow through his plan of attack. What would you call someone so unstable?
He was definitely "unstable" don't get me wrong. But why did he become unstable? Social Ostracization, as a result of being ugly.


Toxic is the word that describes my first day of Tenth Grade at Taft High School. It was a toxic nightmare. Every single second of it was agony. I continued to beg my parents to not make me go, but it was to no avail. My father drove me there, and I didn’t want to get out of his car. He almost had to drag me out. I somehow found the will to put one foot in front of the other and walk towards that awful, ugly front building.



The first week of Taft was living hell. I was bullied several times, even though I didn’t know anyone there. After being so used to wearing a polo shirt with khaki pants as a school uniform at private schools, I continued to dress like that even after leaving Crespi. I didn’t give any thought to how nerdy I looked. I was too withdrawn, like a turtle tucked into his shell. I was still in the process of going through puberty at the time, so I still looked and sounded like a ten-year-old. Such a persona attracted zero attention from girls, of course, but it did attract bullies like moths to a flame.



I was completely and utterly alone. No one knew me or extended a hand to help me. I was an innocent, scared little boy trapped in a jungle full of malicious predators, and I was shown no mercy. Some boys randomly pushed me against the lockers as they walked past me in the hall. One boy who was tall and had blonde hair called me a “loser”, right in front of his girlfriends. Yes, he had girls with him. Pretty girls. And they didn’t seem to mind that he was such an evil bastard. In fact, I bet they liked him for it. This is how girls are, and I was starting to realize it. This was what truly opened my eyes to how brutal the world is. The most meanest and depraved of men come out on top, and women flock to these men. Their evil acts are rewarded by women; while the good, decent men are laughed at. It is sick, twisted, and wrong in every way. I hated the girls even more than the bullies because of this. The sheer cruelty of the world around me was so intense that I will never recover from the mental scars. Any experience I ever had before never traumatized me as much as this.



I couldn’t do it anymore. On the morning before the second week of Taft started, I broke down and cried in front of my mother, begging her not to make me go to that horrible place. I was so scared that I felt physically sick. I continued crying in the car on the way there, and my mother gave in. Instead of taking me to school, we went to the café at Gelson’s in Calabasas where we had a big talk. I tried to explain how much I was suffering there. She just could not take me to school after that. When we were finished with Gelsons’s, she drove me to my father’s house and told him about what happened. They agreed to take me out of Taft.



I didn’t go to school for a month while my parents decided what to do with me. I took advantage of the time to rest and recover at home, playing my online games. The pain and suffering I had to endure at Taft was all over, but the scars would remain. I tried to forget about it as much as I could. I took a deep breath and relaxed.



After a month of recovery, my parents took me to look at two continuation high schools, which operate like home-schooling because you only spend three hours a day there and do the rest of the work at home. One of them was right next to El Camino High School, the other one was in Van Nuys. My parents preferred the one in Van Nuys because they felt it was more structured and organized. It was called Independence High School, and they decided to send me there.



Independence was a very small school with only three buildings and 100 students. The teachers were all very nice and understanding, and it had a relaxed and calm environment. I figured this was the best option for me.



A week later, I started going to Independence High School. I didn’t like any of the students there, as they were all slobs with the exception of two or three boys. This wasn’t a major concern, because I didn’t care about having a social life at the point. All I wanted to do was hide away from the cruel world by playing my online games, and Independence High School gave me the perfect opportunity to do just that. I only had to be at school for three or four hours per day, and all of the work was very easy with teachers available to help me with anything. After those short school hours, I had all the time in the world to do whatever I wanted, and I spent it playing World of Warcraft.
 
He was no truecel tbh, I do concede that he perhaps was not as rich as I initially imaged to be. but he had avenues to pursue and didn't take any of them. Even if we're going to say they wouldn't have gone anywhere it's not like he tried it. His mental framework was convinced that women are supposed to pursue men (model tier stacies) and that he was truly the "best gentlemen" he killed his own incel housemates and didn't even follow through his plan of attack. What would you call someone so unstable?
ER wasn't so smart apparently I already would have ascended if I ever had as nearly as many resources as he did. His autism and insanity are what held him back.
Also stop with this stupid debate lol ER mogs the other saints like blackops2cel to oblivion he is low normie tier at least.
 
I like brown hair, dark colored eyes and olive skin.
 
He was definitely "unstable" don't get me wrong. But why did he become unstable? Social Ostracization, as a result of being ugly.


Toxic is the word that describes my first day of Tenth Grade at Taft High School. It was a toxic nightmare. Every single second of it was agony. I continued to beg my parents to not make me go, but it was to no avail. My father drove me there, and I didn’t want to get out of his car. He almost had to drag me out. I somehow found the will to put one foot in front of the other and walk towards that awful, ugly front building.



The first week of Taft was living hell. I was bullied several times, even though I didn’t know anyone there. After being so used to wearing a polo shirt with khaki pants as a school uniform at private schools, I continued to dress like that even after leaving Crespi. I didn’t give any thought to how nerdy I looked. I was too withdrawn, like a turtle tucked into his shell. I was still in the process of going through puberty at the time, so I still looked and sounded like a ten-year-old. Such a persona attracted zero attention from girls, of course, but it did attract bullies like moths to a flame.



I was completely and utterly alone. No one knew me or extended a hand to help me. I was an innocent, scared little boy trapped in a jungle full of malicious predators, and I was shown no mercy. Some boys randomly pushed me against the lockers as they walked past me in the hall. One boy who was tall and had blonde hair called me a “loser”, right in front of his girlfriends. Yes, he had girls with him. Pretty girls. And they didn’t seem to mind that he was such an evil bastard. In fact, I bet they liked him for it. This is how girls are, and I was starting to realize it. This was what truly opened my eyes to how brutal the world is. The most meanest and depraved of men come out on top, and women flock to these men. Their evil acts are rewarded by women; while the good, decent men are laughed at. It is sick, twisted, and wrong in every way. I hated the girls even more than the bullies because of this. The sheer cruelty of the world around me was so intense that I will never recover from the mental scars. Any experience I ever had before never traumatized me as much as this.



I couldn’t do it anymore. On the morning before the second week of Taft started, I broke down and cried in front of my mother, begging her not to make me go to that horrible place. I was so scared that I felt physically sick. I continued crying in the car on the way there, and my mother gave in. Instead of taking me to school, we went to the café at Gelson’s in Calabasas where we had a big talk. I tried to explain how much I was suffering there. She just could not take me to school after that. When we were finished with Gelsons’s, she drove me to my father’s house and told him about what happened. They agreed to take me out of Taft.



I didn’t go to school for a month while my parents decided what to do with me. I took advantage of the time to rest and recover at home, playing my online games. The pain and suffering I had to endure at Taft was all over, but the scars would remain. I tried to forget about it as much as I could. I took a deep breath and relaxed.



After a month of recovery, my parents took me to look at two continuation high schools, which operate like home-schooling because you only spend three hours a day there and do the rest of the work at home. One of them was right next to El Camino High School, the other one was in Van Nuys. My parents preferred the one in Van Nuys because they felt it was more structured and organized. It was called Independence High School, and they decided to send me there.



Independence was a very small school with only three buildings and 100 students. The teachers were all very nice and understanding, and it had a relaxed and calm environment. I figured this was the best option for me.



A week later, I started going to Independence High School. I didn’t like any of the students there, as they were all slobs with the exception of two or three boys. This wasn’t a major concern, because I didn’t care about having a social life at the point. All I wanted to do was hide away from the cruel world by playing my online games, and Independence High School gave me the perfect opportunity to do just that. I only had to be at school for three or four hours per day, and all of the work was very easy with teachers available to help me with anything. After those short school hours, I had all the time in the world to do whatever I wanted, and I spent it playing World of Warcraft.
can't argue against that tbh tbh iqsme
 

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