GeorgeSears
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This is probably like the 900th fucking post about the same topic but I have to say it.
I feel like roping recently. That usually doesn't happen. I've been an incel for...well since always. I just coped about it the whole time. Never had a kiss, never had sex, never held hands, etc. Basically average male subhuman.
Recently, I've been into BP stuff on YouTube, and man has it really depressed me. Like there's absolutely 0 point in life. Or doing anything. And nothing will ever get better. There won't be a new Florian Geyer, leading an uprise against the establishment. Nothing. Just wanking, eating, wanking, eating, wanking and eating.
My dream was always to have many children. I already crossed off having a wife ever since I found out that basically all women cheat and get away with it. We are literally living in a matriarchal rapehole that rapes men to bits.
I coped with it by aiming at getting surrogacy. Just pay 100k and get a child, but man, what's the point? So I can continue my glorious line of subhuman farmers? So, my kids grow up to write forum posts on Incel.IS (no offence).
I live with my mom (shocker) and she's so fucking annoying. Today I wanted to grill sausages and she came in asking me what I am doing, after I told her, I asked if I can eat the fucking package of cheese and she scoffed like some annoyed fucking cunt so I just annoyingly sighed back and then a fight broke out and of course my mom yells out of the top of her lungs with her annoying fucking mickey mouse voice. I hope she fucking dies, but fuck me that would mean I need to work 8 hours each day just to get by. Fuck this maggot existence.
Honestly, man, I just wanna kill myself. I wish I was in America. At least you guys have guns.
No idea how to even end this post. Will anyone even read this shit? I guess I'm wondering how you guys are dealing with rope thoughts?
I feel like roping recently. That usually doesn't happen. I've been an incel for...well since always. I just coped about it the whole time. Never had a kiss, never had sex, never held hands, etc. Basically average male subhuman.
Recently, I've been into BP stuff on YouTube, and man has it really depressed me. Like there's absolutely 0 point in life. Or doing anything. And nothing will ever get better. There won't be a new Florian Geyer, leading an uprise against the establishment. Nothing. Just wanking, eating, wanking, eating, wanking and eating.
My dream was always to have many children. I already crossed off having a wife ever since I found out that basically all women cheat and get away with it. We are literally living in a matriarchal rapehole that rapes men to bits.
I coped with it by aiming at getting surrogacy. Just pay 100k and get a child, but man, what's the point? So I can continue my glorious line of subhuman farmers? So, my kids grow up to write forum posts on Incel.IS (no offence).
I live with my mom (shocker) and she's so fucking annoying. Today I wanted to grill sausages and she came in asking me what I am doing, after I told her, I asked if I can eat the fucking package of cheese and she scoffed like some annoyed fucking cunt so I just annoyingly sighed back and then a fight broke out and of course my mom yells out of the top of her lungs with her annoying fucking mickey mouse voice. I hope she fucking dies, but fuck me that would mean I need to work 8 hours each day just to get by. Fuck this maggot existence.
Honestly, man, I just wanna kill myself. I wish I was in America. At least you guys have guns.
No idea how to even end this post. Will anyone even read this shit? I guess I'm wondering how you guys are dealing with rope thoughts?