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You know, we as incels do not have much in life. Often people say that we should just try to live our life—they mean, "shut the fuck up and find a cope, you subhuman." But as incels, we cannot have a good life because of other couples.
I'm sure it's the same for most guys. Unless you are living in the deep countryside with most people being over 50 years old, you are the witness of couples kissing, touching, and so on—sometimes on the edge of having sex in public (I'm not joking, I often saw that).
Anyway, I feel I could have a better life if couples would stop existing outside.
"BRO, just go to an empty place." Well, this is the problem. Many couples are active in public and enjoy it, but there are also couples searching for quiet places to kiss and cuddle. I swear, I have been in some places where I should meet no one—at least no normies—and yet I still find couples kissing and having good moments in front of my eyes. Even when I want to escape reality. Once I was even walking in total darkness in a place you should not walk at night—because you could fall and drown—yet I heard a couple having sex. I flashed them with my phone light. I should have violent-maxxed them, but I said something cringe and went back home.
We should do everything we can to ruin the life of couples. I really mean it—we as incels should destroy their happiness.
I'm sure it's the same for most guys. Unless you are living in the deep countryside with most people being over 50 years old, you are the witness of couples kissing, touching, and so on—sometimes on the edge of having sex in public (I'm not joking, I often saw that).
Anyway, I feel I could have a better life if couples would stop existing outside.
"BRO, just go to an empty place." Well, this is the problem. Many couples are active in public and enjoy it, but there are also couples searching for quiet places to kiss and cuddle. I swear, I have been in some places where I should meet no one—at least no normies—and yet I still find couples kissing and having good moments in front of my eyes. Even when I want to escape reality. Once I was even walking in total darkness in a place you should not walk at night—because you could fall and drown—yet I heard a couple having sex. I flashed them with my phone light. I should have violent-maxxed them, but I said something cringe and went back home.
We should do everything we can to ruin the life of couples. I really mean it—we as incels should destroy their happiness.
