We’re told to stay quiet. To work hard. To be patient. That “our time will come.” But for us, it never does. We’re invisible. We’re mocked online, shamed for speaking up, labeled as broken or toxic for even daring to say we’re lonely. And then we’re told we’re the problem. It’s easy to sell us the that everyone who wants love, sex, or connection just needs to “be confident” or “try harder.” No, you Bluepilled normies are RETARDED. Chad gets chances from age 12, getting his dick sucked while he fucks foids and deflowers them. And us, we are expected to climb a mountain with no gear and no help, and then blamed for falling onto a sharp spike.
some Bluepilled normies tell us we matter. That we’d find someone if we were nice. If we were respectful. But respect gets ignored, while arrogance gets rewarded. Fake confidence, money, and looks are the currency now. The truth? This world isn’t fair, and it never was.
We’re angry because we see the game and we know it’s rigged. And we’re tired of pretending it isn’t.
some Bluepilled normies tell us we matter. That we’d find someone if we were nice. If we were respectful. But respect gets ignored, while arrogance gets rewarded. Fake confidence, money, and looks are the currency now. The truth? This world isn’t fair, and it never was.
We’re angry because we see the game and we know it’s rigged. And we’re tired of pretending it isn’t.
