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Story Life of a Rice Growing Up In the West (sort of an autobio)

riceronicel

riceronicel

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*Any hapacels (half-asian incels for those who may not know) out there I apologize in advance if what I talk about doesn't relate to you. Although I have experienced somewhat of a helicopter-style hapa abuse parenting since I was 12, my experience is nothing compared to actually be raised as a hapa his whole life, nor the experience of looking like one as well.

Let me tell you the life of a Rice when he doesn't grow up around other Rice, like fucking Southwest Indiana, mainly because I am the example of it.


CHAPTER 1: CHILDHOOD

You are born into a Rice family. Rice father, Rice mother. Maybe some rice siblings most likely. Let's say you have a rice sister, as it will encompass a fuller story. If you are a Rice born in Asia, then you're in a somewhat equal-level playing field depending on where you are born. You may still look ugly as fuck, but at least you won't be shamed or mocked simply because of your race and what Hollywood thinks your race acts like. At worst, and for lack of a better comparison, the rice boy is at the level of a white incel in the west.

Now, if you are a Rice who immigrates to the west, or a Rice born in the west, you are put at a HUGE disadvantage. Some are worse than others, which I will list here.

For a Rice immigrant family in the west, disadvantages:
-You are given a native name, a name that's super beta and difficult to pronounce for westerners. People don't realize this, but for kids playing in recess up to an employer, your name determines how you will be treated. If your name is difficult to pronounce, you will more likely than not be picked last in recess, if at all. You will also make employers uncomfortable, as they will have to think about potential language and communication barriers, and you will be shunned in environments where deadlines and communication are important, like, NEWSFLASH, the entertainment industry. Think about it. Do you have an employee who is Rice and can barely speak English? How many times do you have to repeat the same basic ass shit before he can get it through his head? Not blaming anyone in this situation, it is what it is, but you see how things can become frustrating and difficult? Yeah. You're not alone. Many employers think the SAME EXACT THING.
-Path to being a citizen. I don't know if you all know, but becoming a US citizen is one of the longest, most expensive processes any immigrant will have to go through. Even if you're a strong candidate, it can take years, even a decade for your application to even get to be reviewed. Also, employers have to sponsor you, and that's money taken away from their budget. Good luck getting a job at a startup, because they will most likely NOT take your ass because you're expensive to keep.

For a Rice family where you are born in the west, advantages:
-You are more likely given a western name, as your parents have spent a little time here, and Rice families want you to assimilate into western society (yet not actually do anything to assimilate, but I'll get to that later). So, you will be given names like Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Joseph, etc. Sound familiar? It's because a lot of Rice families who immigrate to the west are religious Christians, thus be given names off of The Bible. Rice daughters are surprisingly not given these names. They're just given basic western names that the Rice family clearly read off of Google. There are advantages to this, though. Although your last name will most likely be a dead giveaway of your ethnicity, if there's a part of your name that's pronounceable, then employers will be more inclined to hire you, and have less of a probability to think communication as a barrier. They will at least know you speak English well enough to be able to talk about non-work shit and be relatable and all that crap. That said, notice I said LIKELY. If your Rice parents are too patriotic and prideful of their roots, they may give you an ethnic name anyway regardless of where you were born (nothing wrong with being prideful of your heritage, but every day I wish my parents had a better understanding and did their research and due diligence of how the western world worked before...you know...PACK EVERYTHING YOU HAVE AND MOVE YOUR ASS OVER HERE.
-Also, not needing to fill out hundreds of pages of forms to become a citizen. Just check off that you're a US Citizen and you're golden.

Okay, back to childhood. You grow up eating exotic foods and shit from day one. Little kids tend to not judge each other when they're toddlers, day care, or in preschool...usually. It's really in kindergarten, where kids have to bring their own lunches where they start to realize they are different. As a kid have you seen a kid ever eat sushi or raw fish for lunch? Fuck no. That's disgusting when you're a kid. You'd want to eat regular food, like (in the US) burgers, fries, hot dogs, mac and cheese, ham and cheese sandwiches, PB&J, etc. Kids start to bully other kids in this time. Already, the mental foundations of being a ricecel are put in place. You're different so others won't pay attention to you. You're different so you're more likely to be alone. You're different, alone, and ignored, and that makes you a target of hate and violence. You start to turn inward, and you aren't able to develop any sort of confidence to do anything. Therefore, you won't develop the most basic social skills.

At home, your parents are either a) working, or b) don't talk about how your school went, and instead make you study math homework that kids your grade won't need to learn in another 4 years. Instead of weekends playing soccer, football, basketball, baseball, hockey (if you live up north), etc. you are stuck at home sitting on a desk doing math problems you won't even need to know because 1) a fucking calculator does EVERYTHING now, and 2) when's the last time you needed to use Algebra in an everyday setting? Seriously? Unless you're in a job that specializes in it, you don't need to know what X is. You just punch keys on a calculator or you type on google since it has all the answers. So, the physical foundations of a ricecel are being put in place. Your wrists will always be below average. You won't grow as tall. You won't develop the foundational tools of developing muscle. You bone density will always be light, susceptible to damage and breakage at the smallest of taps. You are not producing enough hormones and testosterone, therefore your chin and jaw are not developing fast enough or properly, and instead of masculine features, you set the foundation for more underdeveloped, feminine features. You are also not getting enough exercise, which could potentially slow your metabolism, and if you gain weight, you won't be able to shed those pounds easily, OR because of lack of exercise, you are therefore not able to eat as much food since you aren't burning enough calories, therefore you will be skinny forever because your Rice genes give you metabolism that is too fast. It's either or. It's never in between.


CHAPTER 2: Middle & High

So now you are going into Middle School. Most kids your age have an Instagram or Twitter that has a few hundred followers, or a TikTok that potentially has a thousand. Everyone fucking trading Kik's because that's what young dumbasses do. They see how many Snapchat points they have, or how many YouTube subs they have. Everyone's comparing how many followers they have at this time because that's how dumbasses measure relevancy and a stupid way to measure self-worth. Western kids' parents pay for their subscriptions of exclusive teen news and online magazines, and take them shopping for clothes at whatever store every single summer. As a Rice? Nope. You're going to be stuck with the same clothes from middle through high school, and you're going to have to deal with it. Maybe one or two new things for your birthday. You don't have the coolest clothes, so how the hell do you expect to compete for attention when the TikTok E-Boy sitting 2 rows behind you is attracting the attention of that one white foid you have a crush on? Fat chance. No way in hell you're getting her attention lmao. And the worst part? Unless you move, you're spending middle and high school with these ass clowns. The only exception is if you end up going to a smart private school, but that's only if you get smart enough to get there, and that usually means sacrificing vital social skills. So guess what? You're known as the lonely Rice boy with no friends with outdated clothes and a nerdy geek who is good at math, and you carry that THROUGHOUT ALL OF MIDDLE AND HIGH SCHOOL. It's absolute brutal torture. Personally, I had some really terrible bullies. Their lightest bullying was mocking me for speaking normal ass English because they thought I would be the foreign exchange Chinese kid they saw in the movie Sixteen Candles.

Outside of the classroom, because you're good at math, you probably joined some math team, or a robotics club, or a chess club, or a computer club. Personally, I was bullied and almost joined my local computer club because my bullies expected me to have this image of a nerdy Asian boy.

Outside of school, you probably picked up an instrument. No, not a guitar, or drums, or learn how to sing, rap, or dance. No, it's a fucking VIOLIN. Who the fuck gets wet pussy over an instrument that sounds like it's screaming like an annoying banshee at you? No. I'm sure it wets some pussies, but have you seen the type of foids that are in orchestras? They're...interesting. Nah fuck it no PC language here. They butt ass ugly foids with the WEIRDEST personalities. I was in a string orchestra during freshman and sophomore years of high school. Half of the losers there had head gears and were home schooled. Yeah, not exactly the stereotypical high school cheerleader, is it?

At home, you're probably being told to go study or practice your instrument, or do chores. It doesn't matter what day it is. It's homework, additional school work, maybe standardized test prep if it's that time of the year, practice your instrument, eat, sleep, repeat. 24/7. 365 a year. If you make a mistake, your parents are probably yelling at you for making a mistake and expecting nothing but perfection from you. Newsflash. No one's perfect unless they are top notch gigaChad/gigaStacy. Personally, I finally was allowed ("allowed", meaning it wasn't voluntary) to quit the violin because my stepfather took the instrument and bashed it to pieces in one of his drunken stages. Probably the only time I actually felt a little bit of gratitude towards my fucking shitty stepfather. I didn't need to do this dumb shit anymore. Otherwise, for most Rice, THIS. NEVER. ENDS. Maybe they're nice and allow you to play sports, like...tennis or swimming, you know, sports that don't really require you to show off your manliness like football or basketball, but compared to the other shit, your parents never really invest time and effort into making you perfect in THAT part. Oh, and completely forget parties. You may not even be allowed to have a driver's license until you get accepted into college during senior year, and yet people wonder why Rice are SHITTY at driving? Because we are already behind everyone else. Everyone else gets their licenses at 15, 16 2-3 years more experience under their belts. We don't. We don't have that privilege because of our SHITTY parents.

And before I forget, if you have a Rice sister, she is trying to do EVERYTHING she can to avoid doing any Rice-like behaviors. They dress as provocatively as possible and try to talk up and flirt with a Chad in hopes to avoid being that Rice Becky. She will OPENLY and PUBLICLY despise her Rice brother because 1) she hates herself, and 2) Ricecels don't have the mobility to move into social circles like Rice foids do. By the time she graduates, she already has had all of these social experiences that a ricecel will NEVER have.

It's frustrating writing this section, as it was my prime formative years. This should have been the time to learn drinking games that bring friends together, or make you longtime friends. Illegally drinking a cold one by a bonfire talking about memories are the best times. I wish I had that experience. I would do ANYTHING to get that time back. At this point, now that I know how to survive, I would much rather be homeless at 12 than have to deal with my abusively shit mother and stepfather. If I had friends, I would have had confidence and encouragement. If I had friends, they would have taught me how to properly approach and ask a girl out potentially. If I had friends, we would have played pick-up basketball or backyard football in the fall. If I had friends, I would have been introduced to my friends' parents, and they could have served as my proper family that taught me to do things that fathers teach their sons, or mothers advise to their sons. They, instead of my fucking shitty people with the audacity to call themselves "parents," could have taught me some fashion sense. If I had friends, I could have gotten laid. Foids tend to trust others more through mutual connections or referrals than cold approaches, so if you aren't in a social circle, then you have NO shot in getting laid. I was never allowed to do anything. So during high school, I was stuck a child, never mentally or physically growing up properly. By the time I graduated, I was a 5'4, 105 pound, full-on Ricecel. No button down shirt fit me anywhere in southwest Indiana. Not even at Wal-Mart. I was that skinny. Not to mention, I also had skinny fat, and that made me even MORE unattractive on top of it. It was salt on the wounds. But at least the baggy clothes hid the belt and wrench scars that my stepfather gave me.


CHAPTER 3: College & Adulthood

I went to Community College at this time, so what I will say below isn't my experience, but I will go by what I know based on hearing stories, reading past ricecel posts, etc. FYI, Community College is a bitch, although it's cheap I guess. It's all of the academia of college but none of the social shit. All 4 year colleges looked at my application and it was like they smelled the ricecel THROUGH the application. It was hell getting all of those rejections, but I was numb. It was inevitable. I was going to be rejected anywhere I go.

So. New Chapter. New Beginnings, right? WRONG. Once a ricecel always a ricecel. Your bones have fused. You have stopped growing. You are 5'4. FOREVER. You have a recessed chin and no jaw. FOREVER. Your nose is crooked. FOREVER. You have an underdeveloped skull and weird eyes. FOREVER. It's not like when you get to college, everything changes. No. Everyone takes their judgmental shit and crank it 12 levels up. If you want to be in a frat but don't physically or socially match up, you're DOOMED. You will be a GDI forever. Most anti-social uglies are. But you are even below them. You are undesirable. Chads hook up with everyone who's not a landwhale. Stacys only hook up with Chads. Normies hook up with normies. Maybe some go above or below their weight once in a while, but the one constant? YOU. NO SEX FOR YOU. NO TOUCHING FOR YOU.

The only positive is that if you had helicopter parents and you went to college across the country or far away, they are off of your backs and you can do whatever you want. However, because your Rice parents did EVERYTHING for you and never allowed you to fail or learn, you don't have responsibility or accountability within you. You don't know how to do your own laundry because your rice parents did it instead. They wanted you to excel academically and learn how to multiply 23487234x239472034 in 5 seconds in your head because they think that's essential to life but not know how to fold your own damn clothes or talk to a foid. As a result, not only are you undesirable, you are a fucking dirty mess. Not only do you not have the proper clothes, but you don't even know what kind of haircut to get because your mother probably gave you the same own Rice, gay ass K-Pop bowl cut your entire life. You don't know how to look cool because you never did. Therefore, you don't know how to act cool. Most kids in college know the basic social skills. You have to massively struggle to even look at someone in the eye while they talk for more than 2 seconds. College sucks for Rice. It's absolute brutal hell. The shy, meek, un-confident person has multiplied by a 1000. You end up masturbating excessively to fucking pornhub. The worst part though? When you look through porn and you see videos of college parties and orgies happening in it, knowing that although those parties are happening in the frat house a block from where you are staying, you will NEVER EVER even come CLOSE to experiencing that type of party unless it's a tiny room with 2 escorts drinking Keystone Light and 5 o'clock vodka in a plastic bottle, which overall cost you over $2000 for the night. Also forget spring break. Who are you going with? Yeah, that's what I thought. Rice struggle in college. Every single one.

So now you graduated. You apply for jobs. How much you get paid doesn't matter, because employers will ALWAYS underpay you as a Rice since you are meek, gullible, submissive, and don't know your self-worth. You will just work and work and work, get a paycheck, live in a studio apartment paying $2K a month in rent, eating cup noodles for lunch and dinner because your parents never taught you basic cooking skills. You will never find love. You will never find any friends. You are alone in an endless routine until you die naturally or you rope. You will never get promoted, because that requires advanced social skills to communicate and shit. In the desperation to find SOME sense of community, you search on the internet, and you end up here. A community of people who went through what you went through.

Your Rice sister, on the other hand, sucked her dick through a 4 year degree, got hired because she was willing to suck white cock, gets married to a white cock, and will give birth to a hapa that has 90% of her own genes. This is where the struggle of being a hapa will start. Hopefully a hapacel here will tell their own story of their life on here, for I am not qualified to say so.

Being Rice in the west sucks. I wish we never immigrated here. I wish Trump passed an act barring ALL immigration from Asia, not because it's racist, but to save a generation of Rice boys from becoming Ricecels in the West, since that is a million times worse than being Rice in the East. This cycle must stop, and I wish it ended with my generation. It won't, though. I see way too many young Rice boys and men grow up in worse times, or have worse social skills than mine. At least I developed some somewhat, because you kind of have to as a Wal-Mart cashier (like not being retarded).

Didn't really bother editing, so apologies if this is hard to follow. I just had to vent out some frustrations on here. This is very therapeutic, much better than shelling out hundreds of dollars an hour for a therapist who will insult you for being an incel and tell you "jUsT bE cOnFiDeNt" like any other armchair therapist on fucking Reddit.
 
Too long but I like the genuine blackpillness of your posts, gonna read it later
 
Bookmarked, will read later (perhaps)
 
and take them shopping for clothes at whatever store every single summer. As a Rice? Nope. You're going to be stuck with the same clothes from middle through high school, and you're going to have to deal with it. Maybe one or two new things for your birthday. You don't have the coolest clothes
Brutal clothpill, curry parents do this too, everyone in my uni have a good variety of cloths but i get the shit ones because parents are misers.
Asian parents can afford to buy their sons expensive cloths but they just put all their eggs in :soy: education:soy: and end up fucking their kids for the future.
 
You will just work and work and work, get a paycheck, live in a studio apartment paying $2K a month in rent, eating cup noodles for lunch and dinner because your parents never taught you basic cooking skills
This is me, except I learned to cook on my own.

You will never find love.
Yeah, I have pretty much accepted that.

Just my thoughts: rice culture is really maladapted to raising children in the west. Rice parents don't know how this society works, or even Asian societies for that matter. CCP doesn't have to make their kids studygrind, they just pay up the schools. Even in Asia, being able to make business connections is more valuable than studygrinding.

I think the future for ricecels in the west is pretty dark, especially after COVID-19. Our lives are just one giant mis-step, we should have never come to the west. Historically, it had always been pretty dark, especially with how the Chinese railroad workers were treated, or the Japanese internment camps during WWII.
 
Outside of school, you probably picked up an instrument. No, not a guitar, or drums, or learn how to sing, rap, or dance. No, it's a fucking VIOLIN. Who the fuck gets wet pussy over an instrument that sounds like it's screaming like an annoying banshee at you? No. I'm sure it wets some pussies, but have you seen the type of foids that are in orchestras? They're...interesting. Nah fuck it no PC language here. They butt ass ugly foids with the WEIRDEST personalities. I was in a string orchestra during freshman and sophomore years of high school. Half of the losers there had head gears and were home schooled. Yeah, not exactly the stereotypical high school cheerleader, is it?
My mom forced me into violin too. Didn't realize it was a ricecel thing because I was dumb.
 
That's interesting , wow
 
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Too long but I like the genuine blackpillness of your posts, gonna read it later

let me know what you think. I don’t expect anyone here to read it all at once given how busy a lot of us are. Like read a chapter a day. That seems more reasonable I think.
Bookmarked, will read later (perhaps)

Don’t read all at once brocel. I don’t expect people to read it all at once. If you do that’s great. No hard feelings if you don’t.
Brutal clothpill, curry parents do this too, everyone in my uni have a good variety of cloths but i get the shit ones because parents are misers.
Asian parents can afford to buy their sons expensive cloths but they just put all their eggs in :soy: education:soy: and end up fucking their kids for the future.

It’s really fucking brutal. They think education will get you pussy. That may be the case in eastern cultures, but in the west it’s more about your physical and mental frame and how you go about socially and the message you send with the clothes you wear and how you look. No wonder so many currys and rice are becoming currycel and ricecel.
This is me, except I learned to cook on my own.


Yeah, I have pretty much accepted that.

Just my thoughts: rice culture is really maladapted to raising children in the west. Rice parents don't know how this society works, or even Asian societies for that matter. CCP doesn't have to make their kids studygrind, they just pay up the schools. Even in Asia, being able to make business connections is more valuable than studygrinding.

I think the future for ricecels in the west is pretty dark, especially after COVID-19. Our lives are just one giant mis-step, we should have never come to the west. Historically, it had always been pretty dark, especially with how the Chinese railroad workers were treated, or the Japanese internment camps during WWII.

exactly. I mean when even the blacks Hate you that’s when it’s time to pack it up and go. The LA riots? So many Korean stores were busted by blacks and Hispanics. Our future here is extremely bleak. It may be time for a mass migration back East.I don’t see any other choice in this matter.
My mom forced me into violin too. Didn't realize it was a ricecel thing because I was dumb.

me neither. It’s an extremely ricecel thing unless you’re a chad white. I’m serious. My recent post discusses this a little bit more. Idk what the Rice parents’ logic is. Tbh what I have noticed is that it’s not about you. It’s about you children being better at something than their friends’ children who also do the same thing. The rice parents get mad jealous and force you to do it so they LOOK like they are good parents. It’s all about THEM and not you. Period.
Lol take it one paragraph a day at a time.
 
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I just read the entire thing. I think I see a lot of it in my younger step brother. He’s half Japanese half American but looks full Japanese and has a Japanese name. His mother is mentally abusive and has crippled him socially. He lives with me and my family+his dad because his mom said he’s “an ungrateful shit”. She forgot his birthday and constantly insults him. However, she loves his older rice sister, who just graduated from my high school last Friday. She was such a whore that she got kicked out of the house by my step dad and she lives with her mom. My step brother is a nice kid (only 14) but I know the worst is yet to come for him. He starts high school next fall. His friend group is almost non existent. He just plays overwatch in our basement. I play games with him but thats about all the interaction the poor kid gets. I’m hesitant to blackpill him since he’s really naive and I’m not sure he could take it. He’s told me about crushes he’s had and how it makes him sad when they tease him. I also one time walked in on his sister getting fucking dp’d (during our housewarming party when we got a new place in 2017) but I never told him. His sister is just as mean to him and it seems to line up with what you said about rice foids hating ricecel brothers. It truly is brutal to be rice in the west huh
 
let me know what you think. I don’t expect anyone here to read it all at once given how busy a lot of us are. Like read a chapter a day. That seems more reasonable I think.
I think your experience is relatable to pretty much all ugly men, regardless of their ethnicity, except maybe your relationship with your parents which sounds quintessentially Asian.
To all ugly males looks are a burden that keeps you from truly developing yourself as a person.
Being attractive is a tool, it works pretty much like money. It's a financial capital that you can invest and put it to good use. Attractive people are born with that capital, the same way a billionaire's child is born with actual money.

Being attractive opens you so many doors. You develop socially cause people want to hang out with you, you learn new things and skills cause people like to involve you in their shit, you learn how to act around foids cause they push you to spend time with them...
I knew a guy who was a Chadlite in his teens. He wasn't a slayer but he had it easy with girls. He had many friends, was very outgoing, went to clubs etc. At around 20 his looks got worse cause he started balding and gaining some weight. He kept living his very active social life anyway and thanks to all the connections, relationships and social skills he had developed throughout the years years, he managed to find a good looking girlfriend despite of that. They have been together for 6 or 7 years now even though he's got even fatter and balder.

When normcucks say that personality matters they're not entirely lying, what they don't tell you is that PERSONALITY COMES WITH LOOKS.
How could you expect an ugly guy shunned by everyone to develop a confident and outgoing personality? How could he get a social life if no one likes to have him around and foids can't even stand glancing at him?
 
I just read the entire thing. I think I see a lot of it in my younger step brother. He’s half Japanese half American but looks full Japanese and has a Japanese name. His mother is mentally abusive and has crippled him socially. He lives with me and my family+his dad because his mom said he’s “an ungrateful shit”. She forgot his birthday and constantly insults him. However, she loves his older rice sister, who just graduated from my high school last Friday. She was such a whore that she got kicked out of the house by my step dad and she lives with her mom. My step brother is a nice kid (only 14) but I know the worst is yet to come for him. He starts high school next fall. His friend group is almost non existent. He just plays overwatch in our basement. I play games with him but thats about all the interaction the poor kid gets. I’m hesitant to blackpill him since he’s really naive and I’m not sure he could take it. He’s told me about crushes he’s had and how it makes him sad when they tease him. I also one time walked in on his sister getting fucking dp’d (during our housewarming party when we got a new place in 2017) but I never told him. His sister is just as mean to him and it seems to line up with what you said about rice foids hating ricecel brothers. It truly is brutal to be rice in the west huh

And when people say Rice need to "jUsT bE cOnFiDeNt," it's a complete insult to their upbringing and experiences as a rice in the west, like "hey I don't care what you went through and what your current mental state is. Just do this and you'll be fine. Period." It's a slap in the face to every Ricecel out there.

Walking in on his sister getting DP'd is absolutely awful. I'm glad it wasn't him, or else I don't know what would have happened to him. Don't tell him until he is either blackpill or he's older.
I think your experience is relatable to pretty much all ugly men, regardless of their ethnicity, except maybe your relationship with your parents which sounds quintessentially Asian.
To all ugly males looks are a burden that keeps you from truly developing yourself as a person.
Being attractive is a tool, it works pretty much like money. It's a financial capital that you can invest and put it to good use. Attractive people are born with that capital, the same way a billionaire's child is born with actual money.

Being attractive opens you so many doors. You develop socially cause people want to hang out with you, you learn new things and skills cause people like to involve you in their shit, you learn how to act around foids cause they push you to spend time with them...
I knew a guy who was a Chadlite in his teens. He wasn't a slayer but he had it easy with girls. He had many friends, was very outgoing, went to clubs etc. At around 20 his looks got worse cause he started balding and gaining some weight. He kept living his very active social life anyway and thanks to all the connections, relationships and social skills he had developed throughout the years years, he managed to find a good looking girlfriend despite of that. They have been together for 6 or 7 years now even though he's got even fatter and balder.

When normcucks say that personality matters they're not entirely lying, what they don't tell you is that PERSONALITY COMES WITH LOOKS.
How could you expect an ugly guy shunned by everyone to develop a confident and outgoing personality? How could he get a social life if no one likes to have him around and foids can't even stand glancing at him?

I agree that if you're ugly regardless of race, you're not getting as many chances as the Chads and Stacys. I mean, no one in the Entertainment Industry is ugly unless he or she is known as "that ugly person." Also when's the last time you saw an ugly salesman/saleswoman or Real Estate Agent? Anything that requires customer service at the highest level are extremely attractive people. By default if you're attractive, you have more opportunities. Also being tall makes you more likely to be a CEO of a company than a manlet.

But it's more than just family that makes it quintessentially Rice. It's everything that leads up to it.

Hollywood doesn't ever promote Rice in anything. Reality shows, movies, artists, etc. Never promote it unless it's unavoidable. Media and entertainment will promote the hell out of shitty comedians and actors like Amy Schumer and Katherine Heigl back in the day, but never a Rice. So if you grow up in a town or city that doesn't have a lot or any Rice (aka small Texas/Oklahoma town, Montgomery, Alabama to name a couple), and all you know about Rice is how ugly and weird they are while promoting shitty reality shows like the Kardashians and The Bachelor featuring rich blacks or Chads, you will grow up thinking all Rice are exactly the same. I mean, we all look pretty similar to westerners anyway, so it's so easy to assume we all act and talk the same too. I don't even need to get to the dick comments either.

Let's look at the Chadlite you know. Rice are born and grow up with a small frame to begin with. Even if he was Chang-lite he would have not had these types of relationships not because he wasn't a 10/10 Chang, but because different ethnicities don't really like to bring along someone who is different from them, someone who isn't the typical westerner you see in movies or TV. We Rice are barely ever shown on TV or movies, so we aren't seen as American, regardless whether some Chinks have been in this country for multiple generations. It doesn't matter. We will never be seen as a westerner that belongs here. Never. Ever.

It's been over for Rice ever since the beginning. We should have never immigrated to the US, Canada, Latin America, UK, France, Germany, etc. It was a mistake. We all need to leave because we will never be treated as an equal.
 
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have you tried going back to your parents country?you will most likely still be a virgin but at least you should be able to get a friend or two and be in a more equal field.
 
have you tried going back to your parents country?you will most likely still be a virgin but at least you should be able to get a friend or two and be in a more equal field.

I want to, but as a Walmart cashier I'm pretty much broke. And even if I did, the East is changing as well. China is changing economically and now what you wear symbolizes your worth. In China clothesmaxxing is REQUIRED to even be CONSIDERED as a partner. If you dress poor as fuck then no Chink foid will even glance at you. Same with Korea and Japan. SEA foids all just want white cock. If you are white and want pussy then SEA is the place to go once quarantine is over.
 
Read the whole thing. I’m not Asian, but I too fell for the studymaxxing trap. Now that I’m done with college and starting to look back at my life, I’ve realized how much time I wasted stressing over school and grades. I could’ve used that time to actually live and develop as a person.
 
sad shit man, as a rice myself i could relate with pretty much the whole thing
 
i read it all and its absolutely brutal
hope you will happyness in copes
 
Read the whole thing. I’m not Asian, but I too fell for the studymaxxing trap. Now that I’m done with college and starting to look back at my life, I’ve realized how much time I wasted stressing over school and grades. I could’ve used that time to actually live and develop as a person.
sad shit man, as a rice myself i could relate with pretty much the whole thing
>5'4

Abaolutely brutal
i read it all and its absolutely brutal
hope you will happyness in copes

Thank you all. I want to spread my story and the general story of Ricecels out there. Just know that anyone here not Rice, no matter how shit your life is, it's SIGNIFICANTLY better than a Rice. Period. Don't EVER forget that. We exist to be mogged.
 
Absolutely brutal for ricecel men

While rice foids have it easy sailing
 
Brutal read, I’m a Hapa and was treated worst during my important development years (12-15) , I’ve tried as hard as I can to develop myself socially since but I am just treated different to most people, when a normie first arrives at a hobby club / group they’ll strike up a conversation and end up talking to a Becky or Stacey. When I turn up there’ll be awkward silence and I’ll just feel unwelcome. It’s brutal because at least full rice have a culture or heritage to relate to meaning easy connections with other rice whereas I have nothing interesting apart from looking weird kek
 
I actually read the whole thing. This is an insanely brutal post and as a currycel I can relate to a lot of things you said, especially the no sports and getting yelled at for basic mistakes, not letting their kid fail. Rice/curry parents are the fucking worst. Shitty parents raise shitty kids who can only studycuck and get into shitty betabuxx relationships with shitty whores and become shitty parents themselves. The cycle repeats.
 
Absolute facts. Curry go through the same things as well but they usually have other curry incels to chill with till 30 till they get arranged marriages.

Tbh if you are a incel it’s is100% your parents fault. Parents only have 1 job to do only 1 job. Make sure your kid is socially integrated by kindergarten, after that he’s set. His social skills will grow naturally.

rice and curry parents fail at that miserably.

you are also right about sibling sistera fucking anyone they Want all the while lying to their parents about what they are actually doing
 
I read like 75% of the given book, stop blaming your parents, its all about genes
 
RIP fellow ricecel
 
Also 5" 4 it's over for in in korea bro.
At least the nose part can be solved with surgery (it's pretty cheap here 6k-5.5k)
Korea is pretty good in terms of lookmaxx tech a fucked up face can somewhat be remedied by plastic surgery.
I saved up around 60k to kpopmax myself.
Also you probably bullied here too you fucking retard. Asian schools have bullies too. Our niggas are way more fucked than us schools they run like racketeering operations and beat kids to near death if they dont pay
 
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This is the fate for many asians sadly
 
Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
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Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
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Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
 
Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
 
Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
@Diocel thoughts on this bragging three letter agent?
 
Yes Im a gook raised by gooks with 10,000 years of baektu gook li lineage from the Goguryeo dynasty to Modern Korea. 185cm many gook gfs but can't sustain one due to autism triggered by over 2000 years of selective breeding of high iq aristocrat gooks.
 
This reminds me of another ricecel's/hapa's story of living among whites... or as he called it... a "manifesto" :feelshehe:
 
I just read the entire thing. I think I see a lot of it in my younger step brother. He’s half Japanese half American but looks full Japanese and has a Japanese name. His mother is mentally abusive and has crippled him socially. He lives with me and my family+his dad because his mom said he’s “an ungrateful shit”. She forgot his birthday and constantly insults him. However, she loves his older rice sister, who just graduated from my high school last Friday. She was such a whore that she got kicked out of the house by my step dad and she lives with her mom. My step brother is a nice kid (only 14) but I know the worst is yet to come for him. He starts high school next fall. His friend group is almost non existent. He just plays overwatch in our basement. I play games with him but thats about all the interaction the poor kid gets. I’m hesitant to blackpill him since he’s really naive and I’m not sure he could take it. He’s told me about crushes he’s had and how it makes him sad when they tease him. I also one time walked in on his sister getting fucking dp’d (during our housewarming party when we got a new place in 2017) but I never told him. His sister is just as mean to him and it seems to line up with what you said about rice foids hating ricecel brothers. It truly is brutal to be rice in the west huh
You, tell him about dietpill, and tell him if he's not going to drink as much raw milk as he can possibly stuff into himself, while mewing, he's going to end up 5'4" ugly worthless manlet for life.
 
i get the shit ones because parents are misers.
Asian parents can afford to buy their sons expensive cloths but they just put all their eggs in :soy: education:soy: and end up fucking their kids for the future.
true. their obsession with education fucked me up
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bump because this thread needs more attention
 
Read every word.

I think that asian people can easily fit in western society because they're used to administrative and technocratic structures, thus there's not so much fundamental cultural differences in how ppl from these cultural background perceive the world.

However the way they educate children is so old fashioned (except it's less patriarcal than western society used to be) so it can restraint boys to the point of making them betas once adults. Real suifuel shit


Your Rice sister, on the other hand, sucked her dick through a 4 year degree, got hired because she was willing to suck white cock, gets married to a white cock, and will give birth to a hapa that has 90% of her own genes. This is where the struggle of being a hapa will start. Hopefully a hapacel here will tell their own story of their life on here, for I am not qualified to say so.
Might do that one day if I'm not too lazy.
 
Rest in peace.
 
*Any hapacels (half-asian incels for those who may not know) out there I apologize in advance if what I talk about doesn't relate to you. Although I have experienced somewhat of a helicopter-style hapa abuse parenting since I was 12, my experience is nothing compared to actually be raised as a hapa his whole life, nor the experience of looking like one as well.

Let me tell you the life of a Rice when he doesn't grow up around other Rice, like fucking Southwest Indiana, mainly because I am the example of it.


CHAPTER 1: CHILDHOOD

You are born into a Rice family. Rice father, Rice mother. Maybe some rice siblings most likely. Let's say you have a rice sister, as it will encompass a fuller story. If you are a Rice born in Asia, then you're in a somewhat equal-level playing field depending on where you are born. You may still look ugly as fuck, but at least you won't be shamed or mocked simply because of your race and what Hollywood thinks your race acts like. At worst, and for lack of a better comparison, the rice boy is at the level of a white incel in the west.

Now, if you are a Rice who immigrates to the west, or a Rice born in the west, you are put at a HUGE disadvantage. Some are worse than others, which I will list here.

For a Rice immigrant family in the west, disadvantages:
-You are given a native name, a name that's super beta and difficult to pronounce for westerners. People don't realize this, but for kids playing in recess up to an employer, your name determines how you will be treated. If your name is difficult to pronounce, you will more likely than not be picked last in recess, if at all. You will also make employers uncomfortable, as they will have to think about potential language and communication barriers, and you will be shunned in environments where deadlines and communication are important, like, NEWSFLASH, the entertainment industry. Think about it. Do you have an employee who is Rice and can barely speak English? How many times do you have to repeat the same basic ass shit before he can get it through his head? Not blaming anyone in this situation, it is what it is, but you see how things can become frustrating and difficult? Yeah. You're not alone. Many employers think the SAME EXACT THING.
-Path to being a citizen. I don't know if you all know, but becoming a US citizen is one of the longest, most expensive processes any immigrant will have to go through. Even if you're a strong candidate, it can take years, even a decade for your application to even get to be reviewed. Also, employers have to sponsor you, and that's money taken away from their budget. Good luck getting a job at a startup, because they will most likely NOT take your ass because you're expensive to keep.

For a Rice family where you are born in the west, advantages:
-You are more likely given a western name, as your parents have spent a little time here, and Rice families want you to assimilate into western society (yet not actually do anything to assimilate, but I'll get to that later). So, you will be given names like Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Joseph, etc. Sound familiar? It's because a lot of Rice families who immigrate to the west are religious Christians, thus be given names off of The Bible. Rice daughters are surprisingly not given these names. They're just given basic western names that the Rice family clearly read off of Google. There are advantages to this, though. Although your last name will most likely be a dead giveaway of your ethnicity, if there's a part of your name that's pronounceable, then employers will be more inclined to hire you, and have less of a probability to think communication as a barrier. They will at least know you speak English well enough to be able to talk about non-work shit and be relatable and all that crap. That said, notice I said LIKELY. If your Rice parents are too patriotic and prideful of their roots, they may give you an ethnic name anyway regardless of where you were born (nothing wrong with being prideful of your heritage, but every day I wish my parents had a better understanding and did their research and due diligence of how the western world worked before...you know...PACK EVERYTHING YOU HAVE AND MOVE YOUR ASS OVER HERE.
-Also, not needing to fill out hundreds of pages of forms to become a citizen. Just check off that you're a US Citizen and you're golden.

Okay, back to childhood. You grow up eating exotic foods and shit from day one. Little kids tend to not judge each other when they're toddlers, day care, or in preschool...usually. It's really in kindergarten, where kids have to bring their own lunches where they start to realize they are different. As a kid have you seen a kid ever eat sushi or raw fish for lunch? Fuck no. That's disgusting when you're a kid. You'd want to eat regular food, like (in the US) burgers, fries, hot dogs, mac and cheese, ham and cheese sandwiches, PB&J, etc. Kids start to bully other kids in this time. Already, the mental foundations of being a ricecel are put in place. You're different so others won't pay attention to you. You're different so you're more likely to be alone. You're different, alone, and ignored, and that makes you a target of hate and violence. You start to turn inward, and you aren't able to develop any sort of confidence to do anything. Therefore, you won't develop the most basic social skills.

At home, your parents are either a) working, or b) don't talk about how your school went, and instead make you study math homework that kids your grade won't need to learn in another 4 years. Instead of weekends playing soccer, football, basketball, baseball, hockey (if you live up north), etc. you are stuck at home sitting on a desk doing math problems you won't even need to know because 1) a fucking calculator does EVERYTHING now, and 2) when's the last time you needed to use Algebra in an everyday setting? Seriously? Unless you're in a job that specializes in it, you don't need to know what X is. You just punch keys on a calculator or you type on google since it has all the answers. So, the physical foundations of a ricecel are being put in place. Your wrists will always be below average. You won't grow as tall. You won't develop the foundational tools of developing muscle. You bone density will always be light, susceptible to damage and breakage at the smallest of taps. You are not producing enough hormones and testosterone, therefore your chin and jaw are not developing fast enough or properly, and instead of masculine features, you set the foundation for more underdeveloped, feminine features. You are also not getting enough exercise, which could potentially slow your metabolism, and if you gain weight, you won't be able to shed those pounds easily, OR because of lack of exercise, you are therefore not able to eat as much food since you aren't burning enough calories, therefore you will be skinny forever because your Rice genes give you metabolism that is too fast. It's either or. It's never in between.


CHAPTER 2: Middle & High

So now you are going into Middle School. Most kids your age have an Instagram or Twitter that has a few hundred followers, or a TikTok that potentially has a thousand. Everyone fucking trading Kik's because that's what young dumbasses do. They see how many Snapchat points they have, or how many YouTube subs they have. Everyone's comparing how many followers they have at this time because that's how dumbasses measure relevancy and a stupid way to measure self-worth. Western kids' parents pay for their subscriptions of exclusive teen news and online magazines, and take them shopping for clothes at whatever store every single summer. As a Rice? Nope. You're going to be stuck with the same clothes from middle through high school, and you're going to have to deal with it. Maybe one or two new things for your birthday. You don't have the coolest clothes, so how the hell do you expect to compete for attention when the TikTok E-Boy sitting 2 rows behind you is attracting the attention of that one white foid you have a crush on? Fat chance. No way in hell you're getting her attention lmao. And the worst part? Unless you move, you're spending middle and high school with these ass clowns. The only exception is if you end up going to a smart private school, but that's only if you get smart enough to get there, and that usually means sacrificing vital social skills. So guess what? You're known as the lonely Rice boy with no friends with outdated clothes and a nerdy geek who is good at math, and you carry that THROUGHOUT ALL OF MIDDLE AND HIGH SCHOOL. It's absolute brutal torture. Personally, I had some really terrible bullies. Their lightest bullying was mocking me for speaking normal ass English because they thought I would be the foreign exchange Chinese kid they saw in the movie Sixteen Candles.

Outside of the classroom, because you're good at math, you probably joined some math team, or a robotics club, or a chess club, or a computer club. Personally, I was bullied and almost joined my local computer club because my bullies expected me to have this image of a nerdy Asian boy.

Outside of school, you probably picked up an instrument. No, not a guitar, or drums, or learn how to sing, rap, or dance. No, it's a fucking VIOLIN. Who the fuck gets wet pussy over an instrument that sounds like it's screaming like an annoying banshee at you? No. I'm sure it wets some pussies, but have you seen the type of foids that are in orchestras? They're...interesting. Nah fuck it no PC language here. They butt ass ugly foids with the WEIRDEST personalities. I was in a string orchestra during freshman and sophomore years of high school. Half of the losers there had head gears and were home schooled. Yeah, not exactly the stereotypical high school cheerleader, is it?

At home, you're probably being told to go study or practice your instrument, or do chores. It doesn't matter what day it is. It's homework, additional school work, maybe standardized test prep if it's that time of the year, practice your instrument, eat, sleep, repeat. 24/7. 365 a year. If you make a mistake, your parents are probably yelling at you for making a mistake and expecting nothing but perfection from you. Newsflash. No one's perfect unless they are top notch gigaChad/gigaStacy. Personally, I finally was allowed ("allowed", meaning it wasn't voluntary) to quit the violin because my stepfather took the instrument and bashed it to pieces in one of his drunken stages. Probably the only time I actually felt a little bit of gratitude towards my fucking shitty stepfather. I didn't need to do this dumb shit anymore. Otherwise, for most Rice, THIS. NEVER. ENDS. Maybe they're nice and allow you to play sports, like...tennis or swimming, you know, sports that don't really require you to show off your manliness like football or basketball, but compared to the other shit, your parents never really invest time and effort into making you perfect in THAT part. Oh, and completely forget parties. You may not even be allowed to have a driver's license until you get accepted into college during senior year, and yet people wonder why Rice are SHITTY at driving? Because we are already behind everyone else. Everyone else gets their licenses at 15, 16 2-3 years more experience under their belts. We don't. We don't have that privilege because of our SHITTY parents.

And before I forget, if you have a Rice sister, she is trying to do EVERYTHING she can to avoid doing any Rice-like behaviors. They dress as provocatively as possible and try to talk up and flirt with a Chad in hopes to avoid being that Rice Becky. She will OPENLY and PUBLICLY despise her Rice brother because 1) she hates herself, and 2) Ricecels don't have the mobility to move into social circles like Rice foids do. By the time she graduates, she already has had all of these social experiences that a ricecel will NEVER have.

It's frustrating writing this section, as it was my prime formative years. This should have been the time to learn drinking games that bring friends together, or make you longtime friends. Illegally drinking a cold one by a bonfire talking about memories are the best times. I wish I had that experience. I would do ANYTHING to get that time back. At this point, now that I know how to survive, I would much rather be homeless at 12 than have to deal with my abusively shit mother and stepfather. If I had friends, I would have had confidence and encouragement. If I had friends, they would have taught me how to properly approach and ask a girl out potentially. If I had friends, we would have played pick-up basketball or backyard football in the fall. If I had friends, I would have been introduced to my friends' parents, and they could have served as my proper family that taught me to do things that fathers teach their sons, or mothers advise to their sons. They, instead of my fucking shitty people with the audacity to call themselves "parents," could have taught me some fashion sense. If I had friends, I could have gotten laid. Foids tend to trust others more through mutual connections or referrals than cold approaches, so if you aren't in a social circle, then you have NO shot in getting laid. I was never allowed to do anything. So during high school, I was stuck a child, never mentally or physically growing up properly. By the time I graduated, I was a 5'4, 105 pound, full-on Ricecel. No button down shirt fit me anywhere in southwest Indiana. Not even at Wal-Mart. I was that skinny. Not to mention, I also had skinny fat, and that made me even MORE unattractive on top of it. It was salt on the wounds. But at least the baggy clothes hid the belt and wrench scars that my stepfather gave me.


CHAPTER 3: College & Adulthood

I went to Community College at this time, so what I will say below isn't my experience, but I will go by what I know based on hearing stories, reading past ricecel posts, etc. FYI, Community College is a bitch, although it's cheap I guess. It's all of the academia of college but none of the social shit. All 4 year colleges looked at my application and it was like they smelled the ricecel THROUGH the application. It was hell getting all of those rejections, but I was numb. It was inevitable. I was going to be rejected anywhere I go.

So. New Chapter. New Beginnings, right? WRONG. Once a ricecel always a ricecel. Your bones have fused. You have stopped growing. You are 5'4. FOREVER. You have a recessed chin and no jaw. FOREVER. Your nose is crooked. FOREVER. You have an underdeveloped skull and weird eyes. FOREVER. It's not like when you get to college, everything changes. No. Everyone takes their judgmental shit and crank it 12 levels up. If you want to be in a frat but don't physically or socially match up, you're DOOMED. You will be a GDI forever. Most anti-social uglies are. But you are even below them. You are undesirable. Chads hook up with everyone who's not a landwhale. Stacys only hook up with Chads. Normies hook up with normies. Maybe some go above or below their weight once in a while, but the one constant? YOU. NO SEX FOR YOU. NO TOUCHING FOR YOU.

The only positive is that if you had helicopter parents and you went to college across the country or far away, they are off of your backs and you can do whatever you want. However, because your Rice parents did EVERYTHING for you and never allowed you to fail or learn, you don't have responsibility or accountability within you. You don't know how to do your own laundry because your rice parents did it instead. They wanted you to excel academically and learn how to multiply 23487234x239472034 in 5 seconds in your head because they think that's essential to life but not know how to fold your own damn clothes or talk to a foid. As a result, not only are you undesirable, you are a fucking dirty mess. Not only do you not have the proper clothes, but you don't even know what kind of haircut to get because your mother probably gave you the same own Rice, gay ass K-Pop bowl cut your entire life. You don't know how to look cool because you never did. Therefore, you don't know how to act cool. Most kids in college know the basic social skills. You have to massively struggle to even look at someone in the eye while they talk for more than 2 seconds. College sucks for Rice. It's absolute brutal hell. The shy, meek, un-confident person has multiplied by a 1000. You end up masturbating excessively to fucking pornhub. The worst part though? When you look through porn and you see videos of college parties and orgies happening in it, knowing that although those parties are happening in the frat house a block from where you are staying, you will NEVER EVER even come CLOSE to experiencing that type of party unless it's a tiny room with 2 escorts drinking Keystone Light and 5 o'clock vodka in a plastic bottle, which overall cost you over $2000 for the night. Also forget spring break. Who are you going with? Yeah, that's what I thought. Rice struggle in college. Every single one.

So now you graduated. You apply for jobs. How much you get paid doesn't matter, because employers will ALWAYS underpay you as a Rice since you are meek, gullible, submissive, and don't know your self-worth. You will just work and work and work, get a paycheck, live in a studio apartment paying $2K a month in rent, eating cup noodles for lunch and dinner because your parents never taught you basic cooking skills. You will never find love. You will never find any friends. You are alone in an endless routine until you die naturally or you rope. You will never get promoted, because that requires advanced social skills to communicate and shit. In the desperation to find SOME sense of community, you search on the internet, and you end up here. A community of people who went through what you went through.

Your Rice sister, on the other hand, sucked her dick through a 4 year degree, got hired because she was willing to suck white cock, gets married to a white cock, and will give birth to a hapa that has 90% of her own genes. This is where the struggle of being a hapa will start. Hopefully a hapacel here will tell their own story of their life on here, for I am not qualified to say so.

Being Rice in the west sucks. I wish we never immigrated here. I wish Trump passed an act barring ALL immigration from Asia, not because it's racist, but to save a generation of Rice boys from becoming Ricecels in the West, since that is a million times worse than being Rice in the East. This cycle must stop, and I wish it ended with my generation. It won't, though. I see way too many young Rice boys and men grow up in worse times, or have worse social skills than mine. At least I developed some somewhat, because you kind of have to as a Wal-Mart cashier (like not being retarded).

Didn't really bother editing, so apologies if this is hard to follow. I just had to vent out some frustrations on here. This is very therapeutic, much better than shelling out hundreds of dollars an hour for a therapist who will insult you for being an incel and tell you "jUsT bE cOnFiDeNt" like any other armchair therapist on fucking Reddit.
How do u act when you see a good looking asian dude tho?
 

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