picklecel
Greycel
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I recently began being in these kind of spaces in august of this year I’m practically an ultra GrAY due to how much of a virgin I am to this.
But the worst thing is how long it took me to realize I was always meant for Inceldom 22 years of my undecided existence and never having the thought that my lack of female interaction or social interaction isn’t attributed to me being near subhuman but it was just my socials skills, perhaps it was because I’ve never tried to get to know people better or get “connected” and clearly it was due my grotesque appearance It wasn’t ever about my personality or how well I socialized or tried to at least. It was because I was meant for inceldom my inherit purpose for existence is to be an Incel.
Everywhere I went I kept seeing people interact and socialize all like it’s just some cakewalk they don’t struggle but why do I. “I’m just like them” I keep on telling myself “I’m human too” but no I’m nothing more than some freakshow people can get easy laughs from all throughout elementary I would only get human interaction if the teacher forced whoever they put me with to actually want to even be within my presence, like I was some virus that needed to be avoided. Some stupid normalfag kid punched me in the nose causing my nose to bleed like a fountain all because I said something about the nigger’s “Mama” and everyone suddenly came to me asking if I was okay “oh are you alright” Obviously fucking not and I could just see the looks on the faces they didn’t care one bit because I’m not but a subhuman freakshow, and the stupid nigger’s normie friends were behind him yelling like the fucking apes they are every time I remember back to that time I just wanna gorge myself on a jar of pickles it’s part of the many reason I’m nothing more but a fat subhuman now out of any cope I could have, I have pickles and still never even thought for a second inceldom was meant for me.
But the worst thing is how long it took me to realize I was always meant for Inceldom 22 years of my undecided existence and never having the thought that my lack of female interaction or social interaction isn’t attributed to me being near subhuman but it was just my socials skills, perhaps it was because I’ve never tried to get to know people better or get “connected” and clearly it was due my grotesque appearance It wasn’t ever about my personality or how well I socialized or tried to at least. It was because I was meant for inceldom my inherit purpose for existence is to be an Incel.
Everywhere I went I kept seeing people interact and socialize all like it’s just some cakewalk they don’t struggle but why do I. “I’m just like them” I keep on telling myself “I’m human too” but no I’m nothing more than some freakshow people can get easy laughs from all throughout elementary I would only get human interaction if the teacher forced whoever they put me with to actually want to even be within my presence, like I was some virus that needed to be avoided. Some stupid normalfag kid punched me in the nose causing my nose to bleed like a fountain all because I said something about the nigger’s “Mama” and everyone suddenly came to me asking if I was okay “oh are you alright” Obviously fucking not and I could just see the looks on the faces they didn’t care one bit because I’m not but a subhuman freakshow, and the stupid nigger’s normie friends were behind him yelling like the fucking apes they are every time I remember back to that time I just wanna gorge myself on a jar of pickles it’s part of the many reason I’m nothing more but a fat subhuman now out of any cope I could have, I have pickles and still never even thought for a second inceldom was meant for me.





