CreepElite
Happiness is a choice
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- Mar 3, 2019
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You would have absolutely no basis upon which to connect and build any kind of rapport, unless you just kept up some kind of ridiculous act the whole time. "Game" or whatever.
The whole idea of a "relationship" makes no sense for most of us. In my case, my entire personality is the product of child abuse. All of my thoughts revolve around past grievances, pain, and humiliation, as well as my current struggle to merely satisfy biological needs. All of my hobbies revolve around violence due to having to physically defend myself on a regular basis growing up. All of my philosophy and political theory is a reaction to being a social outcast, a status that women forced upon me. Misogyny is a fundamental aspect of my sense of meaning. My life is like a combat zone. There is no dimension of me that is suitable for sharing with a female. The mental image of me doing the things I see couples do is hilarious. The idea of having any sort relationship with a woman is absurd. What could she possibly see in me? What would she tell her friends? "I love my boyfriend, he's... a psychotic, unknowable hermit who despises me?" What could I possibly see in her? What pleasure could I ever take in a woman's company beyond sex? There is no reason to associate with or speak to women, no benefit whatever in spending time with them.
So many of us lament being without relationships, but I think many of us wouldn't even know what to do with women if we had them. I just wish prostitution was legal and affordable, the bodies are all I want. I just want to do the things I masturbate to in porn, I don't need any woman's mind intruding upon mine.
The whole idea of a "relationship" makes no sense for most of us. In my case, my entire personality is the product of child abuse. All of my thoughts revolve around past grievances, pain, and humiliation, as well as my current struggle to merely satisfy biological needs. All of my hobbies revolve around violence due to having to physically defend myself on a regular basis growing up. All of my philosophy and political theory is a reaction to being a social outcast, a status that women forced upon me. Misogyny is a fundamental aspect of my sense of meaning. My life is like a combat zone. There is no dimension of me that is suitable for sharing with a female. The mental image of me doing the things I see couples do is hilarious. The idea of having any sort relationship with a woman is absurd. What could she possibly see in me? What would she tell her friends? "I love my boyfriend, he's... a psychotic, unknowable hermit who despises me?" What could I possibly see in her? What pleasure could I ever take in a woman's company beyond sex? There is no reason to associate with or speak to women, no benefit whatever in spending time with them.
So many of us lament being without relationships, but I think many of us wouldn't even know what to do with women if we had them. I just wish prostitution was legal and affordable, the bodies are all I want. I just want to do the things I masturbate to in porn, I don't need any woman's mind intruding upon mine.
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