Venting Every night I sit alone.

[liangxiuyaun]

I sit and think about how things could have been different, and to think that its all just cope makes me want to sui. I mean how much longer can I sit alone at night and even during the day..watching my clock tik on by really grinds me the wrong way as its like universe is cucking me through a man made concept such as time itself and even a manmade concept has the ability to eternally rape me. There is no way out of my hell and I certainly will not sit on by and go to the 20k post mark and cope, I cant cope anymore as I reach a deathstar phase, incel make a choice... its just so over its been years of this constant fantasy living and otherworldly thought processes that I try to convince myself that I have...depression isnt the word for it as I am really becoming erratically unstable mentally as I watch prey guzzle and walk on by seeing me as mere bait instead of a worthy partner. The weight on my chest is physically felt at this point, I cant keep sitting and thinking alone, sexless, starved no fuck this shit

 

[oddneg]

Brutal

 

[Anthrofurrcel]

I can't hold on much longer either

 

[despisedpaul]

I cant keep sitting and thinking alone, sexless, starved no fuck this shit

well too bad because thats exactly whats gonna happen.
you are going to become more and more crazed and unstable due to the lack of intimacy and outcasting.
you are going to be unable to relate to people more and more, even your own family.
the people you once could have had a conversation with will just see you as too different to even have a laugh with or have a real chat.
your head will continue to drift. your once clear thoughts will become more lazily strung together, a muddy brain detached from any real sense of cohesion and no one will understand anything you say except it being long rambling and babble.
reality is leaving you as it has left me, and now I live in a confused cope world, its fate.

 

[liangxiuyaun]

well too bad because thats exactly whats gonna happen.
you are going to become more and more crazed and unstable due to the lack of intimacy and outcasting.
you are going to be unable to relate to people more and more, even your own family.
the people you once could have had a conversation with will just see you as too different to even have a laugh with or have a real chat.
your head will continue to drift. your once clear thoughts will become more lazily strung together, a muddy brain detached from any real sense of cohesion and no one will understand anything you say except it being long rambling and babble.
reality is leaving you as it has left me, and now I live in a confused cope world, its fate.

Yeah but I am unable to cross into a confused cope world

 

[liangxiuyaun]

Hope you do hold on…

 

[daydreamER]

Hope you do hold on…

Realize it was over from the start. The blackpill only sets you free once you have fully internalised it. Nothing you could have done had the capacity to change your romantic future, it was already written in your DNA.