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It's Over Every time I go outside I relapse mentally

gummybearcel

gummybearcel

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I try and convince myself that life is fine. I even tried to deactivate my incels.is account because I wanted to '''move on'''.
Then I go outside. Every time I go outside it's the same.
What retarded normie cope - 'touch grass'. This only works if you're not an incel.
Every time I go out normies glare at me with these stupid fucking bug-eyed stares, all because I made the sacrilegious decision to occupy the same fucking infrastructure as them. They look at me as if my mere presence is a fucking bomb, as if there's a digital timer on my face counting down to zero.
I am reminded of just how stupid life is, how I will never be able to experience love or equilibrium, how I will always be viewed as a disgusting freak; a villain, no matter what I do, even if I mind my own business - how it's always been the same, and how I missed out on normalcy and will be forever mentally crippled by the pain of isolation. All because of the way I look.

Then I think: what is the point? It's impossible to pick up hobbies or work toward any goal, because I know that the destination is the same as the beginning. It is that same stare. I am that same villain. None of it matters.
 
I even tried to deactivate my incels.is account because I wanted to '''move on'''
Never understood this. If you want to "move on". Just don't fucking go on this website, retard.
 
Never understood this. If you want to "move on". Just don't fucking go on this website, retard.
Kys faggot. Read the post before spouting your inane, inflammatory drivel that contributes absolutely nothing. You saw this post and immediately within seconds your knee-jerk reaction was to bounce on my dick. Cry about it. Seethe.
 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOU HAVE TO READ EVERY WORD OF MY INANE DRIVEL OR YOU CAN'T REPLY TO MY THREAD BECAUSE...... UHHHHHHHHHH..... WELL........... YOU JUST HAVE TO, OK???
ENOUGH, rat. Go back to your kennel AT ONCE.
 
ENOUGH, rat. Go back to your kennel AT ONCE.
Why the fuck are you on a forum if you refuse to have the reading comprehension of a toddler? Go back to Tiktok.
 
I try and convince myself that life is fine. I even tried to deactivate my incels.is account because I wanted to '''move on'''.
Then I go outside. Every time I go outside it's the same.
What retarded normie cope - 'touch grass'. This only works if you're not an incel.
Every time I go out normies glare at me with these stupid fucking bug-eyed stares, all because I made the sacrilegious decision to occupy the same fucking infrastructure as them. They look at me as if my mere presence is a fucking bomb, as if there's a digital timer on my face counting down to zero.
I am reminded of just how stupid life is, how I will never be able to experience love or equilibrium, how I will always be viewed as a disgusting freak; a villain, no matter what I do, even if I mind my own business - how it's always been the same, and how I missed out on normalcy and will be forever mentally crippled by the pain of isolation. All because of the way I look.

Then I think: what is the point? It's impossible to pick up hobbies or work toward any goal, because I know that the destination is the same as the beginning. It is that same stare. I am that same villain. None of it matters.
A Rich incel can afford better copes tho
 
What copes? Escorts?
That and other things, Yacht, lego sets, Housing, Rentables, Cool car you can enjoy for yourself, Every vidya you want, 100 inch TV, Your own football field, Basketball field, Well you can even buy your own sports team and have them play there, AND MANY MORE GOOD COPES!
 
Every time I go outside I see couples. I also notice the height disparity. Which is why I rather stay inside but at some point I need go outside for my own mental sake but every time I do I see couples and I get that fluoride normie stare
 
I always get hostile stares by random people and they laugh at me behind my back and try to get at me. It’s risky being outgoing as a subhuman cos we constantly have a target on our backs ready to be socially attacked
 
I try and convince myself that life is fine. I even tried to deactivate my incels.is account because I wanted to '''move on'''.
Then I go outside. Every time I go outside it's the same.
What retarded normie cope - 'touch grass'. This only works if you're not an incel.
Every time I go out normies glare at me with these stupid fucking bug-eyed stares, all because I made the sacrilegious decision to occupy the same fucking infrastructure as them. They look at me as if my mere presence is a fucking bomb, as if there's a digital timer on my face counting down to zero.
I am reminded of just how stupid life is, how I will never be able to experience love or equilibrium, how I will always be viewed as a disgusting freak; a villain, no matter what I do, even if I mind my own business - how it's always been the same, and how I missed out on normalcy and will be forever mentally crippled by the pain of isolation. All because of the way I look.

Then I think: what is the point? It's impossible to pick up hobbies or work toward any goal, because I know that the destination is the same as the beginning. It is that same stare. I am that same villain. None of it matters.
Some people say life is a gift I think otherwise I think life is overrated. Why the fuck do I have to go outside and deal with other people that don't care whether I live or die. I'd rather be in my safe apartment playing games and masturbating. I just have to go to work in order to keep the lights on.
 
I try and convince myself that life is fine. I even tried to deactivate my incels.is account because I wanted to '''move on'''.
Then I go outside. Every time I go outside it's the same.
What retarded normie cope - 'touch grass'. This only works if you're not an incel.
Every time I go out normies glare at me with these stupid fucking bug-eyed stares, all because I made the sacrilegious decision to occupy the same fucking infrastructure as them. They look at me as if my mere presence is a fucking bomb, as if there's a digital timer on my face counting down to zero.
I am reminded of just how stupid life is, how I will never be able to experience love or equilibrium, how I will always be viewed as a disgusting freak; a villain, no matter what I do, even if I mind my own business - how it's always been the same, and how I missed out on normalcy and will be forever mentally crippled by the pain of isolation. All because of the way I look.

Then I think: what is the point? It's impossible to pick up hobbies or work toward any goal, because I know that the destination is the same as the beginning. It is that same stare. I am that same villain. None of it matters.
You are not the villain, foids are the real villains because they want you to be unlovable and rejected.
 
Some people say life is a gift I think otherwise I think life is overrated. Why the fuck do I have to go outside and deal with other people that don't care whether I live or die. I'd rather be in my safe apartment playing games and masturbating. I just have to go to work in order to keep the lights on.
My whole life has been walking constantly on thin ice like everywhere I go I’m just running into problems with the normies and always having negative interactions with most people. Now my car broke down and costing me over $4000, my motorbike broke down, my escooter is fucked and I’m always being rejected for jobs being an incel isn’t easy
 
My whole life has been walking constantly on thin ice like everywhere I go I’m just running into problems with the normies and always having negative interactions with most people. Now my car broke down and costing me over $4000, my motorbike broke down, my escooter is fucked and I’m always being rejected for jobs being an incel isn’t easy
Sometimes sometimes it's beneficial to be a loser. I do care how others see me but I really just want to be left alone and not judged but unfortunately that's not how the world works. I'm viewed as a piece of shit by most people because of my low-income and isolation as the lifestyle. I'm viewed as a creepy weirdo a danger to society. It's not that bad though because most people ignore me.
 

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