Fancy Alcoholic
Living by the name
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Years and years of social isolation made me as I am now. Despite the fact I have bare minimum social intelligence allowing me to communicate with people and roam through wageslaving and socialmaXxing in automod, I can not even envision to touch a living form anymore. It feels odd, uncanny, unwanted.Back then, when I was still a student living with my parents, I did have fantasies of having close conversations with my crush and other beautiful foids I knew, excessively sophisticated eroticism, and even sex. But now, I really don't anymore. I don't dream of touching a beautiful foid anymore. It feels unnatural, clumsy. I don't know how to do it anyway. My reality isn't made of this kind of thing, never was, and never will.
inb4 low iq fake cels infiltrators say meme shit such as "cope" :
I do have sexual urges, I do watch porn and fap from time to time. But this whole thing has become purely physiological and soulless. My mind isn't involved in the process anymore, as it used to be back then, especially when I watch porn. And even then, I don't want to be the guy fucking the porn star in the fim. I'm just watching and consuming the image, and thatt's it; just a distant image of a reality that isn't mine. The very idea of sex does actually look more and more like some kind of cosmic horror parallel reality, were uncanny barely human looking silhouettes are engaged in unnatural body positions and physiological connection devoid of any logic. If there wasn't the actual physiological need for dopamine I'm still absurdly craving for, I would actually be terrorized by the antinatural complexity of this whole concept normies call intercourse.
inb4 low iq fake cels infiltrators say meme shit such as "cope" :
I do have sexual urges, I do watch porn and fap from time to time. But this whole thing has become purely physiological and soulless. My mind isn't involved in the process anymore, as it used to be back then, especially when I watch porn. And even then, I don't want to be the guy fucking the porn star in the fim. I'm just watching and consuming the image, and thatt's it; just a distant image of a reality that isn't mine. The very idea of sex does actually look more and more like some kind of cosmic horror parallel reality, were uncanny barely human looking silhouettes are engaged in unnatural body positions and physiological connection devoid of any logic. If there wasn't the actual physiological need for dopamine I'm still absurdly craving for, I would actually be terrorized by the antinatural complexity of this whole concept normies call intercourse.