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Snhook
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Warning for ER post
The other day a friend of mine was talking about how he and his ex used to have sex like 50+ times a week. I remember how cucked and lame it made me feel. It reminded me of everything I've been missing out on. While my age mates were fucking their way throughout high school, I was binge watching porn, cooming and crying myself to sleep. I get unbelievably aggravated when people brag about their sex lives. I can't stand the thought of men, superior to me, having passionate, intimate, kinky sex dozens of times per week while I just lay in my bed and rot while wishing I could experience a fraction of what they take for granted. I don't even know how to cope. I just feel like shit. Sometimes I just want to walk into some strip club and eviscerate every single worthless bitch foid that I see in sight. I just imagine myself slaughtering legions of whores.
Honestly though, I'm not even sure if there's any point in hating foids for their ruthless cruelty. It would be like hating a lion for eating a gazelle alive. A lion is an animal ensalved to it's primal instincts the same way foids are. It's in their nature and it's hardwired into their DNA to be the way that they are. Foids don't know any better.
Honestly though, I'm not even sure if there's any point in hating foids for their ruthless cruelty. It would be like hating a lion for eating a gazelle alive. A lion is an animal ensalved to it's primal instincts the same way foids are. It's in their nature and it's hardwired into their DNA to be the way that they are. Foids don't know any better.