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No matter for how long or how many people it is, you just can't befriend anyone.
SuicideFuel Incel trait : even surrounded by people you couldn't make a friend to save your life
if you have no friends irl or online after finishing high school its over
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Over time, I ditched all my "friends" because of shlomo homo society. They are too willing to participate in this fucking shit.
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True except online friends are a joke.
Even here, you can’t escape the black pill
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Getting banned from .is must be the ultimate pill. Rejected from the worst rejects for not being a "good" reject.
In middle school (I was 15) people said I’m too ugly to have friends. I told this guy who said it I do have a friend outside of school (that was a lie), and he didn’t believe it
Yup. (Though I hope all fakecels are banned)
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Many of us give off involuntary undesirability or doesn't have anything to offer vibes, why settle for us when better looking and less disabled options are there.
I've never had a friend in my life. People almost treat me as if I'm a biohazard. Everybody who has met me hates me. Even when I go on public transport the few times I go outside, I get bullied and made fun of by literal children who can't be older than 10. Nowadays I'm a shut-in NEET, so I don't have to deal with too much of that anymore, thankfully.
I have normie friends online, but only because I larp as a normie myself
Irl friendships will never be a thing for me
Irl friendships will never be a thing for me
true, you really lose track of time when you see them never come back online again or just straight up block you for no reason
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Don't have irl friends and probably never will
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I have no friends.
I am surrounded by enemies.
Every time I leave my apartment, I am at war.
Not a war of overt violence, but a Cold War of black operations and treachery.
The enemy never attacks directly but covertly by means of deception and conspiracy.
Even now, I am being watched. Though the enemy is unaware that I am aware.
The conspiracy is vast and far reaching.
It is a hell of a life to not be able to get coffee because the barista will poison me.
Not much I can do about it really.
So I just listen to music and play games and wait for the end to come.
I just hope I live long enough to play Call of Duty Warzone Mobile. I’m really looking forward to playing that game.
I am surrounded by enemies.
Every time I leave my apartment, I am at war.
Not a war of overt violence, but a Cold War of black operations and treachery.
The enemy never attacks directly but covertly by means of deception and conspiracy.
Even now, I am being watched. Though the enemy is unaware that I am aware.
The conspiracy is vast and far reaching.
It is a hell of a life to not be able to get coffee because the barista will poison me.
Not much I can do about it really.
So I just listen to music and play games and wait for the end to come.
I just hope I live long enough to play Call of Duty Warzone Mobile. I’m really looking forward to playing that game.
I don't even bother trying to meet new people anymore, I've got one chance to see how my rusty dusty social skills are this Saturday, if all goes to shit I won't be surprised sadly
I laugh at myself internally whenever that small voice in the back of my head tells me to go and talk to someone for a non-necessary reason; because I just know that if I even try my spaghetti will fall out of my pocket as usual and my autism will rear its head once again, as it always has and always will. I can never have even one normal interaction with another person, no matter how small it is. This is why I am glad that most of the time these days that little voice is shutting the fuck up and staying quiet. I don't want to be socially rejected anymore so I will stop trying to be social at all.
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