When I think about the "couple life" of some of my friends, I somehow pity them ... They lost their liberty to do what they want, they're stuck in professional situations or houses that are dependant of a bland, annoying and barely satisfying relationship. And I'm not even talking about the loosy monthly sex they get : I'd bet that all those escormaXxed so called incel in here have a better sex life than my normie couple friends.
And just then, I realized that I tend to find in movies and novels homosexual romances to be more satisfying and guenuine than the straight rollercoaster of white knightery that straight relationship representation has become, and is in fact in real life. Don't get me wrong though, I am not aroused by it at all, I am talking about the verbal and emotional exchange of characters, deep connections and feeling of mutual understanding (which may also be rooted by their minority status but still), how they consider and understand each other, far from the stupid silly game of hide and seek that the straight dating game is, even for Chads.
Thus the title : normie plebs would try and call me gay. But guess what : I tried all sort of porn, literally all, and when I say all, I mean it, and can only express regret at some of these experiences. Anysay, I came to the conclusion that the only thing that works for me is content centered around one or two woman doing stuffs. Basic straight dude shit. Even the slightiest sight of a dick is extremely annoying to me, while I know that a lot of so called straight men get a length complexe because they spend all their free time watching "straight porn" involving big thongs ... But I digress.
To me foids are just objects of desire, but not of romance. I get aroused by their flesh and only their flesh : not the flesh of anything else, but nothing else than it. I can't even imagine chatting with a foid without feeling a urging boredom ... Something would be off in fact : foids are nothing but objects of desire. Subjects though are by nature masculine. Greeks understood that very well, as they merely considered foids as walking wombs, sharing their real feelingss ideas and political thoughts to their equal in ethos only : other men. Of course, liberal degenerates then oversimplifed that into gay shit, which it was probably to a certain extent, but not as we modern envision it.
This conception of foid is also why I cannot meddle with even trying to start the romance games like deluded redpillers or hopeful newbie incels, get out here and date maXx, Tinder maXx, escort maXx and all that shit. I don't consider foids to be worthy subjects of thoughts and words, only fap and spanks. Talking to a fucking foid is too much of a cost when I could do so many other things. Plus, having the occasionnal faps does it for me, I don't consider that getting cucked into relationship with an annoying cunt would be a great deal, when I see how it changed and vilified some of my friends who became worst versions of themselves, less free of their movement, poorer and weaker, because of an idiotic average foid that sucked every tiny bit of their vital energy.
There's no hope for me anyway, so maybe the is all just cope ... But as things go, I doubt everyday that passes even more that being in a relatioship with a fucking foid is worthy of anything but more problems for a very petty return.
And just then, I realized that I tend to find in movies and novels homosexual romances to be more satisfying and guenuine than the straight rollercoaster of white knightery that straight relationship representation has become, and is in fact in real life. Don't get me wrong though, I am not aroused by it at all, I am talking about the verbal and emotional exchange of characters, deep connections and feeling of mutual understanding (which may also be rooted by their minority status but still), how they consider and understand each other, far from the stupid silly game of hide and seek that the straight dating game is, even for Chads.
Thus the title : normie plebs would try and call me gay. But guess what : I tried all sort of porn, literally all, and when I say all, I mean it, and can only express regret at some of these experiences. Anysay, I came to the conclusion that the only thing that works for me is content centered around one or two woman doing stuffs. Basic straight dude shit. Even the slightiest sight of a dick is extremely annoying to me, while I know that a lot of so called straight men get a length complexe because they spend all their free time watching "straight porn" involving big thongs ... But I digress.
To me foids are just objects of desire, but not of romance. I get aroused by their flesh and only their flesh : not the flesh of anything else, but nothing else than it. I can't even imagine chatting with a foid without feeling a urging boredom ... Something would be off in fact : foids are nothing but objects of desire. Subjects though are by nature masculine. Greeks understood that very well, as they merely considered foids as walking wombs, sharing their real feelingss ideas and political thoughts to their equal in ethos only : other men. Of course, liberal degenerates then oversimplifed that into gay shit, which it was probably to a certain extent, but not as we modern envision it.
This conception of foid is also why I cannot meddle with even trying to start the romance games like deluded redpillers or hopeful newbie incels, get out here and date maXx, Tinder maXx, escort maXx and all that shit. I don't consider foids to be worthy subjects of thoughts and words, only fap and spanks. Talking to a fucking foid is too much of a cost when I could do so many other things. Plus, having the occasionnal faps does it for me, I don't consider that getting cucked into relationship with an annoying cunt would be a great deal, when I see how it changed and vilified some of my friends who became worst versions of themselves, less free of their movement, poorer and weaker, because of an idiotic average foid that sucked every tiny bit of their vital energy.
There's no hope for me anyway, so maybe the is all just cope ... But as things go, I doubt everyday that passes even more that being in a relatioship with a fucking foid is worthy of anything but more problems for a very petty return.
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