This "talk" wasn't social, it was a project we were working on, and even back then I was ugly AF. So I guess "conversed" would be more appropriate word. And yeah, I want at least a 7 out of 10 (in terms of looks) as a GF, I'd go for a 6, but only reluctantly and if she has nice smile, body, is kind, etc. But I'm 5'3" and ugly. So it won't happen. It's literally OVER.
I just get this intense JEALOUSY. I'm so jealous. Just because I'm very ugly and short, have a weird voice (and am extremly self-conscious and have social anxiety because of all this), I'll never get a pretty girlfriend. I have a fat belly too. Just because chads look good (which is more important than height), I lose. And I don't even snooze. Chads have to put in ZERO effort, I can put in all the effort I want (I tried for years, and I'm 26), but I don't even come CLOSE. My head and face are just really weird, and even strangers in society (97% of them) react to my face in some negative way (laugh, stare, or talk about me: "hey look at him", "monster", etc). Always when I go outside, people either talk about me or look at me weirdly, or laugh, some have even taken pics of me and laughed. I wish there was a hell. May they burn in eternal hell then.
I'll never have "this" and "it". It's over for me if I don't have a GF by 29. And I won't trust me. There are so many things wrong with me. Face, head, height (5'3"), voice, and social skills are terrible because I could never develop them (I'm 26 and never had any friends, I was bullied too). The inequality is so unfair. Some gene mutated and if it would not have I would not have all these problems. But it did, so here we are! I've tried to work out, but I see there is no point. My height is bad, and I'm so extremly weird looking. I'd love to have a girlfriend, to have sex of course, but also to cuddle, hold hands, do hobbies with her, watch movies, talk to her about stuff. But I'll never have that. Oh, and I don't remember the last time I've actually talked to a PRETTY Girl/woman. Must have been over 12 years ago, not even exaggerating.
I FEEL SO FUCKING SAD TYPING THIS. I LIVE A MISERABLE EXISTENCE IN JAIL, FOR LIFE. I HOPE I DIE IN HERE BEFORE I'M 30. There's a 99.999% certainty that I won't get a (pretty) gf before 30, so that will be my end. Over.
I just get this intense JEALOUSY. I'm so jealous. Just because I'm very ugly and short, have a weird voice (and am extremly self-conscious and have social anxiety because of all this), I'll never get a pretty girlfriend. I have a fat belly too. Just because chads look good (which is more important than height), I lose. And I don't even snooze. Chads have to put in ZERO effort, I can put in all the effort I want (I tried for years, and I'm 26), but I don't even come CLOSE. My head and face are just really weird, and even strangers in society (97% of them) react to my face in some negative way (laugh, stare, or talk about me: "hey look at him", "monster", etc). Always when I go outside, people either talk about me or look at me weirdly, or laugh, some have even taken pics of me and laughed. I wish there was a hell. May they burn in eternal hell then.
I'll never have "this" and "it". It's over for me if I don't have a GF by 29. And I won't trust me. There are so many things wrong with me. Face, head, height (5'3"), voice, and social skills are terrible because I could never develop them (I'm 26 and never had any friends, I was bullied too). The inequality is so unfair. Some gene mutated and if it would not have I would not have all these problems. But it did, so here we are! I've tried to work out, but I see there is no point. My height is bad, and I'm so extremly weird looking. I'd love to have a girlfriend, to have sex of course, but also to cuddle, hold hands, do hobbies with her, watch movies, talk to her about stuff. But I'll never have that. Oh, and I don't remember the last time I've actually talked to a PRETTY Girl/woman. Must have been over 12 years ago, not even exaggerating.
I FEEL SO FUCKING SAD TYPING THIS. I LIVE A MISERABLE EXISTENCE IN JAIL, FOR LIFE. I HOPE I DIE IN HERE BEFORE I'M 30. There's a 99.999% certainty that I won't get a (pretty) gf before 30, so that will be my end. Over.
