Halloween and fall/winter are the worst time to be a sleepoverless incel. 
I'm so jealous of all these kids who experience something I'll never get. My social and psychological development is permanently stunned because I never went thru the sleepover milestone that you're supposed to achieve at about 8-10 (and, of course, you get sleepovers all throughout your life, normies gaslight you about sleepovers being only for kids because they don't want to invite you over and want you to stop complaining about it "yikernoos, inkwell, no one even organizes sleepovers, it's all in your head, inkwell "). You can never become a "normal person" and integrate into normie society if you haven't been to a sleepover, because that's the only place where normies share their secrets and truly socialize, all other events are just fake alienated bullshit where everything's formalized. Normies will detest you right away if you don't exchange their secret SSL handshakes and they exchange their public keys at sleepovers.
Normal sleepovers are already pretty much the best thing out there, even better than sex or romance, but a Halloween sleepover opens even more possibilities. Imagine dressing up in costumes, larping as the characters, telling ghost stories with a candle as the only source of light or reading/watching spooky stuff, playing tabletop games, maybe doing some kinda fortune telling / Ouija board play, maybe DIYing Halloween decorations or accessories together. These fucking kids have it all, I would be the happiest man in the world if I could have fun like this. I needed to cope hard with ASMR recordings and imagining a slumber party in my head last two nights, cos being deprived of it obliterates me.
Ironically when I was a kid, Halloween wasn't even a thing in my country, so most likely I wouldn't experience it anyway which only further fuels my birthplace dysphoria. And don't even mention these gay costume parties for adults, cos they're all formalized bullshit, where normies go thru their usual motions of only meeting their clique, getting shitfaced and having sex in toilets, the only difference is that they put on like cat ears to meet the minimal requirements for a costume and the "costumes" are all meant to be sexy and not fun anyway.
Man, I just want to play some board games while drinking non-alcoholic punch with my best friends at night, but I'm too "weird", "autistic" and ugly to do that and to add insult to injury, I was born in an Eastern European shithole where "growing up" means becoming a crippling alcoholic with no dreams…
I'm so jealous of all these kids who experience something I'll never get. My social and psychological development is permanently stunned because I never went thru the sleepover milestone that you're supposed to achieve at about 8-10 (and, of course, you get sleepovers all throughout your life, normies gaslight you about sleepovers being only for kids because they don't want to invite you over and want you to stop complaining about it "yikernoos, inkwell, no one even organizes sleepovers, it's all in your head, inkwell "). You can never become a "normal person" and integrate into normie society if you haven't been to a sleepover, because that's the only place where normies share their secrets and truly socialize, all other events are just fake alienated bullshit where everything's formalized. Normies will detest you right away if you don't exchange their secret SSL handshakes and they exchange their public keys at sleepovers. Normal sleepovers are already pretty much the best thing out there, even better than sex or romance, but a Halloween sleepover opens even more possibilities. Imagine dressing up in costumes, larping as the characters, telling ghost stories with a candle as the only source of light or reading/watching spooky stuff, playing tabletop games, maybe doing some kinda fortune telling / Ouija board play, maybe DIYing Halloween decorations or accessories together. These fucking kids have it all, I would be the happiest man in the world if I could have fun like this. I needed to cope hard with ASMR recordings and imagining a slumber party in my head last two nights, cos being deprived of it obliterates me.
Ironically when I was a kid, Halloween wasn't even a thing in my country, so most likely I wouldn't experience it anyway which only further fuels my birthplace dysphoria. And don't even mention these gay costume parties for adults, cos they're all formalized bullshit, where normies go thru their usual motions of only meeting their clique, getting shitfaced and having sex in toilets, the only difference is that they put on like cat ears to meet the minimal requirements for a costume and the "costumes" are all meant to be sexy and not fun anyway.
Man, I just want to play some board games while drinking non-alcoholic punch with my best friends at night, but I'm too "weird", "autistic" and ugly to do that and to add insult to injury, I was born in an Eastern European shithole where "growing up" means becoming a crippling alcoholic with no dreams…
