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twascilk99
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Be me. 5'9 incel khhv, 2/10 sperg
Go to the capital city on a city break.
Try to assume a role of an accomplished normie and go to 5* hotel alone to leave cum stains on their bed.
Sit on a lobby couch, open up their website trying to check room options and book.
Staff member chadlite-wannabe comes up to you asks you to leave.
You tell him, i'm trying to book a room here, show him that on your phone screen. Btw. there's infinite space if others wanted to sit.
Chadlite wannabe doesn't know how to break it to you, but even if you're on some money your face screams you don't belong on that couch, and looks at you like you should know it. Pity mixed with being formal.
You realise what's going on because you were gifted iq high enough to realise you're nothing but a dog who got a hold of a tiny bit better bone through hard work, so you drop the bone even though you earned it and you walk out like a stray dog who got lost and doesn't deserve to live among the cooler, stronger, better. You're simply denied the right to live.
Life continues, all the rooms are filled with sex, most filled with money, half probably filled with love too.
The farthest i got was the couch.
Nedless to say i mostly choose to sleep in the car/cheapest of the cheap since, since i'm at the point when i don't feel like i deserve to live. Earning money is the only way i come close to feeling like i'm on the same level with others. I don't know how long that cope will last.
Go to the capital city on a city break.
Try to assume a role of an accomplished normie and go to 5* hotel alone to leave cum stains on their bed.
Sit on a lobby couch, open up their website trying to check room options and book.
Staff member chadlite-wannabe comes up to you asks you to leave.
You tell him, i'm trying to book a room here, show him that on your phone screen. Btw. there's infinite space if others wanted to sit.
Chadlite wannabe doesn't know how to break it to you, but even if you're on some money your face screams you don't belong on that couch, and looks at you like you should know it. Pity mixed with being formal.
You realise what's going on because you were gifted iq high enough to realise you're nothing but a dog who got a hold of a tiny bit better bone through hard work, so you drop the bone even though you earned it and you walk out like a stray dog who got lost and doesn't deserve to live among the cooler, stronger, better. You're simply denied the right to live.
Life continues, all the rooms are filled with sex, most filled with money, half probably filled with love too.
The farthest i got was the couch.
Nedless to say i mostly choose to sleep in the car/cheapest of the cheap since, since i'm at the point when i don't feel like i deserve to live. Earning money is the only way i come close to feeling like i'm on the same level with others. I don't know how long that cope will last.