TheHalfBloodPrince
Recruit
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- Joined
- May 20, 2018
- Posts
- 121
I have severe burn scars all over my body/face, my entire scalp is burnt to the point where I only have a single spot of hair left (which I have to shave of of course, which hurts like fuck btw). On top of that the burns on my calves make it impossible for me to walk without making myself stand out from the crowd. Today was a sunny day, which are the worst fucking days. I just walked passed a terrace where a bunch of Stacies were having their drinks. I knew they were talking about me because they lowered their conversation volume by a thousand when I actually passed, all I could catch was a faint "...and look at the way he walks too." What the fuck is the point of my miserable motherfucking life. What is the point of being nothing else but a fucking monstrosity to other people. If it was just the Stacies that regarded me that way I would be more or less fine, but deep down all femoids are disgusted by me, I guess the Stacies are just more honest about it. I'll never know any love. I'm done.