This was a new record for me. I go to a painfully mediocre university. I underachieved in high school because of depression and loneliness and only managed to get into university because I got an act score in the 30’s. This place is full of currycels and ricecels. I’m a minority here, all the rich white people went to the preppy rich white people schools, all the attractive white people went to party schools, all the smart white people went to prestigious institutions. Basically what’s left for here is the dregs, the kind of weird white kids that would sit hunched over in the back of class in high school watching anime. I see people watch anime here all the time. Pretty much no one gets laid. I don’t see a lot of couples. This allows me to drift through my incel life with a relatively painless boredom. I don’t have to see what I’m missing out on.
It always kind of surprises me when I see a stacy. It’s like, why are you here? You get everything handed to you, how did you fuck up THIS BADLY to be here? But there aren’t that many. I can remember all the individual times I’ve seen a stacy here. There was one white stacy with huge breasts outside one of the restaurants on campus. In my database class there was a curry stacy before she dropped out because she was stupid. I’d never seen a curry stacy before, she dressed and looked just like a white stacy except with lightly browned, almost sun kissed skin. I guess she must be from a higher caste, they have more of our genes. Finally, on my walks a few times I go parallel to the path of some tall white stacy with angelic white hair who always walks with some indian dude. I don’t think they’re dating, I watch and they never get intimate.
The first stacy I saw today was at my apartment complex. She was a tall brunette with rotund hips, a cute face, and decently developed breasts. The second one I saw was a tall white girl with pretty blue eyes, light brown hair, and the contour of huge round breasts bouncing around in her sweater as she walked. I watched with violence as she crossed the street arm in arm with some normie who I was slightly taller than. I wished they would get hit by oncoming traffic. Finally, I saw this short curry bitch who was fucking stacked. She was slim with the biggest fucking boobs you could see through her cleavage. I wondered if they were the envy of her friends. It took a lot of strength to stop myself from reaching out and giving them a squeeze.
Most of the bitches here are pretty mid, so I can live with not being able to fuck them. But it’s tantalizing days like today that I am cursing my creator for forcing me to live as a subhuman.
It always kind of surprises me when I see a stacy. It’s like, why are you here? You get everything handed to you, how did you fuck up THIS BADLY to be here? But there aren’t that many. I can remember all the individual times I’ve seen a stacy here. There was one white stacy with huge breasts outside one of the restaurants on campus. In my database class there was a curry stacy before she dropped out because she was stupid. I’d never seen a curry stacy before, she dressed and looked just like a white stacy except with lightly browned, almost sun kissed skin. I guess she must be from a higher caste, they have more of our genes. Finally, on my walks a few times I go parallel to the path of some tall white stacy with angelic white hair who always walks with some indian dude. I don’t think they’re dating, I watch and they never get intimate.
The first stacy I saw today was at my apartment complex. She was a tall brunette with rotund hips, a cute face, and decently developed breasts. The second one I saw was a tall white girl with pretty blue eyes, light brown hair, and the contour of huge round breasts bouncing around in her sweater as she walked. I watched with violence as she crossed the street arm in arm with some normie who I was slightly taller than. I wished they would get hit by oncoming traffic. Finally, I saw this short curry bitch who was fucking stacked. She was slim with the biggest fucking boobs you could see through her cleavage. I wondered if they were the envy of her friends. It took a lot of strength to stop myself from reaching out and giving them a squeeze.
Most of the bitches here are pretty mid, so I can live with not being able to fuck them. But it’s tantalizing days like today that I am cursing my creator for forcing me to live as a subhuman.
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and i have the same problem to in my apartment there is this goth stacy who is gorgeous but she always calls me ugly and stupid i watch her out of my window sometimes
