As I have mentioned in previous posts and responses, gymmaxxing is the only thing that truly brings me joy since popping the black pill. I’ll do anything to distract myself from inceldom, but holy mother of God…. Like a phoenix, I have burst out of the ashes of the black pill life and emerged into a someone with some sense of direction in my life.
To add to that, there were two foids who attend the same lifting sessions I do. They both have the perfect ass-to-tit ratio. I stared at the ass of the hotter one (although she friend zoned me long ago), and threw twenty-five additional pounds on the bar. I felt powerful knowing her sub-chadlite normie fuckbuddy was there and he was powerless to do anything. She never said a word to him. The fucker still talks to me on a regular basis, but as you’d expect of an autist, I do not interact with him too much.
However, I think that foid looked back at me out of pity. She always talks to me like I’m a middle schooler. Hell, without facial hair I go from looking 18 at the age of 20 to looking 13. She thinks I’m not her type, yet she still has pity for my inceldom. If anything, that enrages me. I’m not one to look for pity. What I’m looking for is to escape the bleak world of inceldom once and for all!
To add to that, there were two foids who attend the same lifting sessions I do. They both have the perfect ass-to-tit ratio. I stared at the ass of the hotter one (although she friend zoned me long ago), and threw twenty-five additional pounds on the bar. I felt powerful knowing her sub-chadlite normie fuckbuddy was there and he was powerless to do anything. She never said a word to him. The fucker still talks to me on a regular basis, but as you’d expect of an autist, I do not interact with him too much.
However, I think that foid looked back at me out of pity. She always talks to me like I’m a middle schooler. Hell, without facial hair I go from looking 18 at the age of 20 to looking 13. She thinks I’m not her type, yet she still has pity for my inceldom. If anything, that enrages me. I’m not one to look for pity. What I’m looking for is to escape the bleak world of inceldom once and for all!
