EVERY SINGLE DAY I have to see the scantily-clothed teenage girls of my generation in the media, in school, in public, online, EVERYWHERE. I have to constantly be reminded of how truly attracted I am to them. They're all dumber than a bag of fucking rocks, but still too hot for me not to lust after them. But I still hate them to the core for what they've put me through.
Even if I can save up enough for surgery before college, will I ever be able to get over what I will have missed? Will the possibility of being an artificial Chad in college be ruined by the trauma of high school? It truly is a depressing thought.
Every single time I've tried, I have failed. My experiences are that of harsh rejections, bullying, and exclusion. I've been told to get lost every time I've tried to make friends, forced to eat my lunches alone in a bathroom stall, humiliated by foids on social media, whispered about (not nicely), labeled "gay" and "the next school shooter", and rejected NINETEEN FUCKING TIMES in my short life. But my cucked mind STILL TRIES even though it's worthless. I've almost become addicted to holding doors open for femoids just to hear them mutter "thank you" to me, the only hint of positive interaction I can create.
The worst part is that there's no escape. My parents are way too bluepilled to pay for plastic surgery, so I have to spend my free time wagecucking. Even if I can afford it at 18 (if I live until then), I'll never be able to go back in time and live the high school life I've always wanted.
I have a dark future.
Even if I can save up enough for surgery before college, will I ever be able to get over what I will have missed? Will the possibility of being an artificial Chad in college be ruined by the trauma of high school? It truly is a depressing thought.
Every single time I've tried, I have failed. My experiences are that of harsh rejections, bullying, and exclusion. I've been told to get lost every time I've tried to make friends, forced to eat my lunches alone in a bathroom stall, humiliated by foids on social media, whispered about (not nicely), labeled "gay" and "the next school shooter", and rejected NINETEEN FUCKING TIMES in my short life. But my cucked mind STILL TRIES even though it's worthless. I've almost become addicted to holding doors open for femoids just to hear them mutter "thank you" to me, the only hint of positive interaction I can create.
The worst part is that there's no escape. My parents are way too bluepilled to pay for plastic surgery, so I have to spend my free time wagecucking. Even if I can afford it at 18 (if I live until then), I'll never be able to go back in time and live the high school life I've always wanted.
I have a dark future.
