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Inceldom Victim
Biggest subhuman alive
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- Aug 22, 2022
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First up, I don't believe that money buys happiness. I believe that the real blackpill is that we will never be happy no matter how rich we get. This is due to the unrepearable damage that wasting our youth as an incel has done.
Anyway, since we have wasted our youths, can't see how any of us could possibly be happy as a workcel. Its time to do anything neccessary to get rich and run Bilzerian game. It's time to use our money to insulate our damaged souls from the harsh reality of the world. Below are both your possible lives at age 35.
Workcel
Get up at 7AM when your alarm rings. Drive the below car to your workplace at an accounting firm, sit their all day licking your bosses ass, then drive home at 6pm to the below house, where your post carousel riding bitch of a wife compains about how you forgot to bring home the milk.
Highnetworthcel
You wake up at 11AM on your own acord, in the below bed. You take the below car for a drive, then come home and take come cocaine, before calling over several high class escorts. Sure you are not truly happy, but you are INSULATED from the pain of a wasted youth, much better than if you were a workcel.
Anyway, since we have wasted our youths, can't see how any of us could possibly be happy as a workcel. Its time to do anything neccessary to get rich and run Bilzerian game. It's time to use our money to insulate our damaged souls from the harsh reality of the world. Below are both your possible lives at age 35.
Workcel
Get up at 7AM when your alarm rings. Drive the below car to your workplace at an accounting firm, sit their all day licking your bosses ass, then drive home at 6pm to the below house, where your post carousel riding bitch of a wife compains about how you forgot to bring home the milk.
Highnetworthcel
You wake up at 11AM on your own acord, in the below bed. You take the below car for a drive, then come home and take come cocaine, before calling over several high class escorts. Sure you are not truly happy, but you are INSULATED from the pain of a wasted youth, much better than if you were a workcel.