I was talking to a girl in one of my dreams last night (the only time I'll ever be able to talk to one, honestly) and I worked up the balls to ask her out. As you might have guessed, she said "no, I love someone else"
Then I made a post on this site about how females only want Chad and that nothing you do to to win their affections matters (LOL) and spend the rest of the dream trying to inconspicuous murder the other guy (Chad) by hitting him on the head with a vase.
I used to think that sleeping was a time of peace and escape, but not anymore it seems. Inceldom is so ingrained in my subconscious that it's even effecting me there.
It's over.
Then I made a post on this site about how females only want Chad and that nothing you do to to win their affections matters (LOL) and spend the rest of the dream trying to inconspicuous murder the other guy (Chad) by hitting him on the head with a vase.
I used to think that sleeping was a time of peace and escape, but not anymore it seems. Inceldom is so ingrained in my subconscious that it's even effecting me there.
It's over.
