Imagine that by some miracle of God you finally ascend. Doesn't matter how it happened, you know for certain you'll never see the toilet you did it with again. Then what? Did your looks improve? Did your jawline become more chiseled? your teeth less wonky? Did you grow a few millimeters? Are you NT yet? You're still the same abomination you were when you first saw the light of day. You still have little to no friends. You'll still be posting here. My point is ascension is futile. It won't change a thing in the end. Sex is only worth it if you can have it regularly. A one-off is a drop in the ocean.
Inceldom isn't longing for sex alone; it's the desire of a bona fide relationship, which is considerably harder than just getting your dick wet. This is why I gave up all hope. I don't even need to cope anymore. Nothing can be over that never began.
Inceldom isn't longing for sex alone; it's the desire of a bona fide relationship, which is considerably harder than just getting your dick wet. This is why I gave up all hope. I don't even need to cope anymore. Nothing can be over that never began.
