When I say the walls are closing in I'm meaning to say that I feel alienated on a constant daily basis as all of my "brocels" have deserted the incel cause, leaving me all by myself with none other to talk to.
If there is no protest then no one will ever properly hear us, if no one will properly hear us then it'll stay a weary life of hardships and suffering forever.
I hope the following words will give you a boost of morale as the .ORG fags are swooping in like an invasive species.
I've examined the people of the mundane. I am currently outside sitting on a few steps as I'm writing this.
From what I have observed these people have an astonishing lack of discernment, and so this calls for me to step in.
During my watch of the movie "A clockwork orange" I felt a bit of satisfaction viewing Alex and the gang beating, encircling, then going down on those chicks.
It was amusing, fascinating in addition to that, even going as far to nearly bring me to tears at times throughout the film.
True libertines beating the lives out of those stuck up queers in a unison.
This is brotherhood, but then disagreement came in. no more solidarity between the group, no more brotherhood, no more brotherhood no more rebellion.
Does this not remind you of us? The trannies grooming fellow users, users being pussy whipped and mind controlled by foids, ending up as nothing more then her sexless shield?
The question arises, when will we fight back against these dark times we're living under? we must fight soon before its too late.
With all that I've said I am now riled up and decided that I will be the real life Alex Delarge.
I had to dress the part so I have put on a long sleeve white button up shirt, white pants, boots, hat, Alex was wearing a jock strap however my grandpa's elderly incontinence underwear will suffice as a replacement to that.
All of which I'm currently wearing as I type this out.
I want you to read this all, then look in scrutiny at the members and fish out those who are defectors.
This is to maintain the last bastion of intellectuals now don't let yourselves be destroyed by the forces of the mundane.
If there is no protest then no one will ever properly hear us, if no one will properly hear us then it'll stay a weary life of hardships and suffering forever.
I hope the following words will give you a boost of morale as the .ORG fags are swooping in like an invasive species.
I've examined the people of the mundane. I am currently outside sitting on a few steps as I'm writing this.
From what I have observed these people have an astonishing lack of discernment, and so this calls for me to step in.
During my watch of the movie "A clockwork orange" I felt a bit of satisfaction viewing Alex and the gang beating, encircling, then going down on those chicks.
It was amusing, fascinating in addition to that, even going as far to nearly bring me to tears at times throughout the film.
True libertines beating the lives out of those stuck up queers in a unison.
This is brotherhood, but then disagreement came in. no more solidarity between the group, no more brotherhood, no more brotherhood no more rebellion.
Does this not remind you of us? The trannies grooming fellow users, users being pussy whipped and mind controlled by foids, ending up as nothing more then her sexless shield?
The question arises, when will we fight back against these dark times we're living under? we must fight soon before its too late.
With all that I've said I am now riled up and decided that I will be the real life Alex Delarge.
I had to dress the part so I have put on a long sleeve white button up shirt, white pants, boots, hat, Alex was wearing a jock strap however my grandpa's elderly incontinence underwear will suffice as a replacement to that.
All of which I'm currently wearing as I type this out.
I want you to read this all, then look in scrutiny at the members and fish out those who are defectors.
This is to maintain the last bastion of intellectuals now don't let yourselves be destroyed by the forces of the mundane.
