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CopeWithTheRope
subhuman monster
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- Jan 2, 2018
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So, as a disgusting piece of shit I avoid going out in public at all cost. EXCEPT for when I need to hit the booze store for some good coping fuel, otherwise I only come out at night. Everything was going good, had some nice tunes blaring in my car, windows down on a nice, warm day. For a depressedcel like myself, any amount of happiness is crucial. Anyways, I get my booze and go to stand in line. A group of 5 Stacys all double-fisting with liquor bottles (so Chad can get them drunk and fuck them of course) just fucking cut right in front me...They were laughing all the way to the checkout line and didn't even notice me, except the cashier did. He made eye contact with me with the look of "Dude, you just got mogged into oblivion". Of course, I couldn't make out a single fucking word...What could've I done? If I would've stood up for myself the entire store would've turned on me because I'm a ugly male. This is why I was born to rot away, I get NO fucking respect ever, from anyone. I hate myself. I hate normies. I hate you cucks. Life is meaningless.
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