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I have recently turned 29 years old on Oct 21 (4 days ago). Not a single soul remembered, knew or cared. That's the general outline for all of my birthdays throughout my twenties, on top of that I had to wagecuck a 14hrs workday.
I am now a 29 y/o hugless, kissless, handholdless virgin.(the feels are too real)
The contrast between my existence which can be summarized as "depths of pain and suffering" and Chads existence, which consists of women losing their minds over him and falling deeply in love with him over a couple of text messages...further bombarding his phone with genuine, emotionally charged texts when he wakes up.
An oldcel new this forum, could be pushed into madness or even insanity after seeing the contrast between his existence and Chads life. It's for the lack of a better word, surreal.
#BORNTOFEEL
Hey, I don't really want to say happy birthday because I don't think you enjoyed it very much (as do I, my last birthday was uneventful, no one cared and I ended up crying the next day on the street thinking about it JFL). But I'd like to congratulate you on making it this far, to the age of 29 without any love, care or compassion coming your way. It's truly a remarkable feat. I'm 23 and I feel suicidal every day, I can only imagine how you feel. You have my respect soldier.
