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Inceldom Victim
Biggest subhuman alive
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- Aug 22, 2022
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I think most of you don't realize just how easy life is for a chad.
Think about it, the moment you wake up you get to see tons of notifications on your phone from the boys and sluts wanting to fuck then you get to see your reflection in the mirror, you don't have big circles under your eyes, pasty discolored skin, a narrow frame, no laughable skinnyfat body. Yesterday you were drinking, you ate a hamburger, you don't pay attention to your diet but you have naturally big wrists and a robust wide skeleton, every shirt you put on fits you well, your posture can't spell anything but confidence simply through the symmetry and grace in your motion that stems from your bone insertions and natural muscle development. As soon as you leave the house you notice women smiling at you, some are shy and look down with a smile, others outright flirt with you. Most men give you room and assume a submissive posture, they are happy for any bit of attention you might give them and work to be buddies with you, granting you favors you never asked for. Almost everybody is keenly aware of the social hierarchy at play here. Can you even fail? You walk into a job interview, despite having no prior experience or even qualifications you get hired over the pasty small incel who is smart and works hard. Who cares though. You get hired for being "confident" and a "go-getter" despite the fact that you did nothing but sit and talk about some mundane shit that goes on in your life and spouted one feel-good company line. Your boss loves you and takes it upon himself to mentor you, everybody speaks highly about you, female co-workers flirt with you and mention how you make their workday brighter instead of that beta cuck who's such a pain in the ass to deal with. Your shift ends and you leave, checking your phone you can't decide whether you’ll hit up one of your 3 regular side girls who complain about being bored or hit the club with your boys and get something new to play with.
Think about it, the moment you wake up you get to see tons of notifications on your phone from the boys and sluts wanting to fuck then you get to see your reflection in the mirror, you don't have big circles under your eyes, pasty discolored skin, a narrow frame, no laughable skinnyfat body. Yesterday you were drinking, you ate a hamburger, you don't pay attention to your diet but you have naturally big wrists and a robust wide skeleton, every shirt you put on fits you well, your posture can't spell anything but confidence simply through the symmetry and grace in your motion that stems from your bone insertions and natural muscle development. As soon as you leave the house you notice women smiling at you, some are shy and look down with a smile, others outright flirt with you. Most men give you room and assume a submissive posture, they are happy for any bit of attention you might give them and work to be buddies with you, granting you favors you never asked for. Almost everybody is keenly aware of the social hierarchy at play here. Can you even fail? You walk into a job interview, despite having no prior experience or even qualifications you get hired over the pasty small incel who is smart and works hard. Who cares though. You get hired for being "confident" and a "go-getter" despite the fact that you did nothing but sit and talk about some mundane shit that goes on in your life and spouted one feel-good company line. Your boss loves you and takes it upon himself to mentor you, everybody speaks highly about you, female co-workers flirt with you and mention how you make their workday brighter instead of that beta cuck who's such a pain in the ass to deal with. Your shift ends and you leave, checking your phone you can't decide whether you’ll hit up one of your 3 regular side girls who complain about being bored or hit the club with your boys and get something new to play with.