Whitefeminineboy
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I'm stalking people on Instagram all the time these days. People I used to know have progressed in life. I see how they master their lives. Recently I saw a foid posting a picture in a thong and behind her was a migrant (Arab, Turk, Spain or something). Why can't I stop stalking people even though I know how jealous I get of the good looking people afterwards. I often watch how much fun people are having only to get even more jealous of a life that as a subhuman I will never have. I also look for pictures on the internet of friends I know just to see how good they look in the pictures. Then I compare myself just to see what kind of subhuman I am. What a broken and sick life I have.
I have an acquaintance who keeps hinting at how much he would fuck women around me. Again and again he shows me how easy it is to approach women. And said he could be the wingman for me. I never accepted his help because the toilets would take him when I did. He knows he looks worlds better and mogs me hard.
My own mother thinks I'm ripe for psychiatry.
When I see how self-confident many people look in the pictures. I'm a sad caricature of a man by comparison.
I have an acquaintance who keeps hinting at how much he would fuck women around me. Again and again he shows me how easy it is to approach women. And said he could be the wingman for me. I never accepted his help because the toilets would take him when I did. He knows he looks worlds better and mogs me hard.
My own mother thinks I'm ripe for psychiatry.
When I see how self-confident many people look in the pictures. I'm a sad caricature of a man by comparison.





