the stress of being a truecel is so overwhelming that i think one day my heart will get tired and i will keel over and die from a heart attack. if in decades from now my state is hardly improved from what it is now then the sensible direction would be to rope. when you combine these factors it indeed becomes clear that the average truecel, unless they find a steady supply of copes, is destined to an early grave. but who really cares? it's ok to shit on ugly males, it is also ok to humiliate and gaslight them when they are at their absolute lowest. humans naturally treat men this way and the modern media and institutions compound this effect.
