I think this may have to do with my background. I'm a very working class man from a working class background, no bourgoise in my linage, and I'm an ugly Incel. While the Chads who come from wealthy familes develop attraction to the sterotypical beauty representations (Stacies, bright blue beaches, views of mountains and nature, etc), I developed a unique appreciation for what I felt was more in my grasp.
I 100% would fuck a Stacy, but the toilets I'm most interested in are the ugly ones. I write-off Stacies as a no-go, but when I see ugly or obese toilets that have some unique feature to them, I get interested. In my daydreams I imagine being that weird incel who somehow hooks up with the obese whale and we just live our lives in isolation away from everyone. I othertimes imagine being a player but only with Slampigs or seriously ugly toilets. My mind KNOWS that Stacies are beyond my reach so it copes by fantasizing about something a little more likely.
Another example is my sense of aesthetic beauty. I HATE nature, I hate scenery. I find it so boring and dull and it doesn't interest me. What I find beautiful are big corporations. I love Art Deco skyscrapers, I love seeing stock charts, I love seeing economic production like factories and office buildings. I just imagine all the money being made going right into my pocket and it gets me excited. I think Amazon and Berkshire Hathaway and Microsoft and NVIDEA are some of the most beautiful things in the entire world. It's why Bezos and Buffett and Jensen Huang are my heros. This might be due to my working class background, but it's true nonethless.
Only the most normie successful Chads who were raised from birth to be winners have the conventional and stereotypical view of beauty.
I 100% would fuck a Stacy, but the toilets I'm most interested in are the ugly ones. I write-off Stacies as a no-go, but when I see ugly or obese toilets that have some unique feature to them, I get interested. In my daydreams I imagine being that weird incel who somehow hooks up with the obese whale and we just live our lives in isolation away from everyone. I othertimes imagine being a player but only with Slampigs or seriously ugly toilets. My mind KNOWS that Stacies are beyond my reach so it copes by fantasizing about something a little more likely.
Another example is my sense of aesthetic beauty. I HATE nature, I hate scenery. I find it so boring and dull and it doesn't interest me. What I find beautiful are big corporations. I love Art Deco skyscrapers, I love seeing stock charts, I love seeing economic production like factories and office buildings. I just imagine all the money being made going right into my pocket and it gets me excited. I think Amazon and Berkshire Hathaway and Microsoft and NVIDEA are some of the most beautiful things in the entire world. It's why Bezos and Buffett and Jensen Huang are my heros. This might be due to my working class background, but it's true nonethless.
Only the most normie successful Chads who were raised from birth to be winners have the conventional and stereotypical view of beauty.
