Even when you're old and well adjusted, every once in a while the feels still pop up and give you a sneaky little jab

[Defetivecuckachu]

Like this evening, weather is shit. Got off the train and it's dark and raining.

Start walking up the road to my house.
Headlights of a car approach. They stop.

It's the wife of the normie walking ahead of me, she's come to pick him up so he doesn't have to walk home in the rain.
That must feel good.

But whatever. I'll be home soon and coping with a steak, a glass of Shiraz, my music, and some gaming. No nappies, minimal dishes to wash, no disputes about what music or tv.

I've always cared about what people think of me, at times that's a burden keeping me down but at times it's a helpful little good angel on my shoulder keeping me going too.

I can't rope, mother would be heartbroken. I can't rope once she's gone either, because sister would lie to my little niece and nephew that I got sick or something, and nobody would ever really know the hardships I dealt with.
I have to keep my house nice, because I would kick myself forever if some miracle happened and a woman came here, only to be disgusted by a squalid tip of a house.

 

[nightbane]

You sound like you have your shit together man, but still an incel. Now imagine us trucels. Its over for us rotters. We're completely hopeless

 

[I.N.C.E.L.S. Boss]

my flat is as messed up as it gets.
nobody will come in, except mom sometimes

 

[Deleted member 42691]

Like this evening, weather is shit. Got off the train and it's dark and raining.

Start walking up the road to my house.
Headlights of a car approach. They stop.

It's the wife of the normie walking ahead of me, she's come to pick him up so he doesn't have to walk home in the rain.
That must feel good.

But whatever. I'll be home soon and coping with a steak, a glass of Shiraz, my music, and some gaming. No nappies, minimal dishes to wash, no disputes about what music or tv.

I've always cared about what people think of me, at times that's a burden keeping me down but at times it's a helpful little good angel on my shoulder keeping me going too.

I can't rope, mother would be heartbroken. I can't rope once she's gone either, because sister would lie to my little niece and nephew that I got sick or something, and nobody would ever really know the hardships I dealt with.
I have to keep my house nice, because I would kick myself forever if some miracle happened and a woman came here, only to be disgusted by a squalid tip of a house.

What’s your age?

 

[Deleted member 43365]

but at times it's a helpful little good angel on my shoulder keeping me going too.

The little angel on my shoulder ended up convincing me to apply to college in hopes that I'll be able to ascend with some horny college freshmen.

My original plans were to just get a job in construction after highschool.

 

[Mulattocel]

A night walk in the rain sounds kinda peaceful ngl

 

[IamLost]

I have to keep my house nice,

You have your own house? I wish I had my own house. I live in my parents basement tbh.

 

[persianoldcel]

Like this evening, weather is shit. Got off the train and it's dark and raining.

Start walking up the road to my house.
Headlights of a car approach. They stop.

It's the wife of the normie walking ahead of me, she's come to pick him up so he doesn't have to walk home in the rain.
That must feel good.

But whatever. I'll be home soon and coping with a steak, a glass of Shiraz, my music, and some gaming. No nappies, minimal dishes to wash, no disputes about what music or tv.

I've always cared about what people think of me, at times that's a burden keeping me down but at times it's a helpful little good angel on my shoulder keeping me going too.

I can't rope, mother would be heartbroken. I can't rope once she's gone either, because sister would lie to my little niece and nephew that I got sick or something, and nobody would ever really know the hardships I dealt with.
I have to keep my house nice, because I would kick myself forever if some miracle happened and a woman came here, only to be disgusted by a squalid tip of a house.

You talked through my heart. When I was younger, I used to hate my parents but now they seem to be the only ones who love me. I'm not mentally stable now and so suicidal but thinking of my mom and dad suffering for my sudden death stops me from doing it. This fuel has worked almost years since my last suicide attempt.

Also you mentioned, Shiraz wine, I'm to hear one of my country's state labeled on that bottle. I have never had one, I wish someday I taste an original one.