carticel
Meeting someone at a charity do!
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I fucking hate this shit so much.
I go to sleep every night depressed as hell, hoping to find solace in my dreams.
My dreams are, to say the least, fantastic. They are whimsical, wonderful adventures that often take me to faraway planets or forgotten kingdoms. It's the only time I truly feel happy.
Hell, even when I laugh, I always remind myself how my life will perpetually be shitty.
My routine every night is the same. I lay in bed, turn the lights off, and spend the next 2 hours in my head wondering why I exist. If I'm lucky, I'll fall asleep during this period.
It's going to get worse now too; I start school again after multiple weeks of LDARing, which, at the least, was peaceful.
Now, for 7 hours a day, I have to witness the blackpill in action, living like Tantalus, cursed to only observe. School is fucking boring, it's just 7 hours of rotting surrounded by Chad and Stacy (who mog my subhuman ass to oblivion) before I head off to the university for more classes.
I get sewer side all every night, but I doubt I'd ever do it. I don't really want to die.
I am FUCKED. I am unbelievably subhuman. I am ethnic. I am doomed to a life of FUCKING SHIT FUCK I AM SO FUCKED!!!
I'm low T, I fantasize about romantic love and kissing more than I do about actually fucking a girl.
As soon as I go off to college I'm going to lose the social status and friends that I had, which is the one thing keeping me from being an UTTERLY USELESS SUBHUMAN.
While I stay home posting on an incel forum, chad is fucking my oneitis' brains out.
The only positive thing that will come out of college is independence and the ability to do as many drugs as I want.
To summarize,
IT'S OVER SON
Sorry if this was disjointed, but I just wanted to get some things off my chest.
I go to sleep every night depressed as hell, hoping to find solace in my dreams.
My dreams are, to say the least, fantastic. They are whimsical, wonderful adventures that often take me to faraway planets or forgotten kingdoms. It's the only time I truly feel happy.
Hell, even when I laugh, I always remind myself how my life will perpetually be shitty.
My routine every night is the same. I lay in bed, turn the lights off, and spend the next 2 hours in my head wondering why I exist. If I'm lucky, I'll fall asleep during this period.
It's going to get worse now too; I start school again after multiple weeks of LDARing, which, at the least, was peaceful.
Now, for 7 hours a day, I have to witness the blackpill in action, living like Tantalus, cursed to only observe. School is fucking boring, it's just 7 hours of rotting surrounded by Chad and Stacy (who mog my subhuman ass to oblivion) before I head off to the university for more classes.
I get sewer side all every night, but I doubt I'd ever do it. I don't really want to die.
I am FUCKED. I am unbelievably subhuman. I am ethnic. I am doomed to a life of FUCKING SHIT FUCK I AM SO FUCKED!!!
I'm low T, I fantasize about romantic love and kissing more than I do about actually fucking a girl.
As soon as I go off to college I'm going to lose the social status and friends that I had, which is the one thing keeping me from being an UTTERLY USELESS SUBHUMAN.
While I stay home posting on an incel forum, chad is fucking my oneitis' brains out.
The only positive thing that will come out of college is independence and the ability to do as many drugs as I want.
To summarize,
IT'S OVER SON
Sorry if this was disjointed, but I just wanted to get some things off my chest.