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IncelTears member here.
Okay, I’m done with this absolute nonsense. You incel freaks keep whining about “pretty privilege” like it’s the key to everything—guess what, it’s not real, you delusional clowns. Nobody, and I mean nobody, is drooling over Chico Lachowski or Harry Styles because they’re “hot.” That’s the dumbest lie you’ve ever told yourselves. People stan them for their vibes and talent, not their stupid faces or whatever. Wake up.
And don’t you dare bring up your pathetic “heightism,” “weightism,” “lookism,” “colorism,” “racism,” “ableism” garbage. Nobody cares if you’re tall, short, fat, skinny, ugly, or pretty. Nice skin? A fit body? Who gives a crap? That’s why eating healthy and seeing a dermatologist are pointless—literal scams for shallow losers like you. You don’t even have to have a nice haircut, a good sense of style, or be hygienic. Society doesn’t even notice your clear skin, your dumb abs, or whether you smell like a dumpster, you narcissistic weirdos. People love souls, not your clear skin or symmetrical face—gag.
You’re not getting laid because you’re toxic trash, not because you’re a “5’2 balding Indian janitor with big, huge smelly tumors oozing with large, fat maggots” or whatever. These -isms are fake, made-up excuses for your creepy vibes. Stop obsessing over your skin, biceps, and outfits, you entitled freaks. Looks don’t matter, never did, and you’re all just too dense to get it. Die mad about it.
