what do you see?
I know what I see. I see a fucking loser. THE GRAND THEME OF MY LIFE: THE TOTAL LOSER. The kind of guy who just looks fucking lame, boring, meek. Hey look at this guy, lets steal his lunch money, that would be funny wouldn't it? It would be funny to steal money from a DORK because he'd probably feel bad about himself later for getting punked on. It would be funny if this meek chink had no lunch money and then walked home looking down on the ground because he's sad and hungry that his money was robbed of him and all he could do about having been robbed is mope like a loser that can't even fix his own problems. Not even fight back or tattle tale. YOU JUST LET THEM TAKE IT BECAUSE YOU DIDNT WANT TROUBLE AND WERE AFRAID THEY WOULD BEAT YOU.
They would, and I would probably pay for it in medical bills.
Have you ever looked at yourself and realized how fucking dorky you look, yet are completely aware there's nothing you can do about it? I could shop somewhere else other than Old Navy and dockers, but I'm too painfully aware it would be like polishing a turd. I look like the kind of chink dork that thinks getting a job at a Big 4 accounting firm is cool only to have gotten a brutal wedgie for exercising my idea of personal expression. I look like I eat subway sandwiches because I was inspired by Jared Fogle's weight loss, in spite of the pedophilia.
One of the most loser things about a human is just how they stand. They invented the phrase 'pushover' for guys like me. I can't look at myself in the mirror without thinking some jock is gonna come from the side like a demon and push me over. You wanna push a chink like me over, in the same way you just wanna pop some greasy kid's zit.
My hair is shit. Its just total shit. No barber, no stylist fucking cares. It's just a fucking waste of time and money. Whenever I've gone to get my haircut it's always a fucking scam. And quite frankly, the aggregation of failed hair appointments angers me more than any bully, because TO ME, a failed scammy haircut is the worst kind of bullying-- because whenever a bully fucks with me at least I have no hope about it. But these fucking hair 'professionals' CRUSH that hope I could have a decent haircut someday.
My lifeless beady eyes, there's nothing there. I look exhausted from either masturbating, smoking pot, or just the sheer disappointment at simply looking at himself. There's just nothing good or interesting looking about me. No interesting features. Just another soulless weak looking chink that should be bullied.
I know what I see. I see a fucking loser. THE GRAND THEME OF MY LIFE: THE TOTAL LOSER. The kind of guy who just looks fucking lame, boring, meek. Hey look at this guy, lets steal his lunch money, that would be funny wouldn't it? It would be funny to steal money from a DORK because he'd probably feel bad about himself later for getting punked on. It would be funny if this meek chink had no lunch money and then walked home looking down on the ground because he's sad and hungry that his money was robbed of him and all he could do about having been robbed is mope like a loser that can't even fix his own problems. Not even fight back or tattle tale. YOU JUST LET THEM TAKE IT BECAUSE YOU DIDNT WANT TROUBLE AND WERE AFRAID THEY WOULD BEAT YOU.
They would, and I would probably pay for it in medical bills.
Have you ever looked at yourself and realized how fucking dorky you look, yet are completely aware there's nothing you can do about it? I could shop somewhere else other than Old Navy and dockers, but I'm too painfully aware it would be like polishing a turd. I look like the kind of chink dork that thinks getting a job at a Big 4 accounting firm is cool only to have gotten a brutal wedgie for exercising my idea of personal expression. I look like I eat subway sandwiches because I was inspired by Jared Fogle's weight loss, in spite of the pedophilia.
One of the most loser things about a human is just how they stand. They invented the phrase 'pushover' for guys like me. I can't look at myself in the mirror without thinking some jock is gonna come from the side like a demon and push me over. You wanna push a chink like me over, in the same way you just wanna pop some greasy kid's zit.
My hair is shit. Its just total shit. No barber, no stylist fucking cares. It's just a fucking waste of time and money. Whenever I've gone to get my haircut it's always a fucking scam. And quite frankly, the aggregation of failed hair appointments angers me more than any bully, because TO ME, a failed scammy haircut is the worst kind of bullying-- because whenever a bully fucks with me at least I have no hope about it. But these fucking hair 'professionals' CRUSH that hope I could have a decent haircut someday.
My lifeless beady eyes, there's nothing there. I look exhausted from either masturbating, smoking pot, or just the sheer disappointment at simply looking at himself. There's just nothing good or interesting looking about me. No interesting features. Just another soulless weak looking chink that should be bullied.
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I used tobe a pushover as well until I dropped out of high school. At 17 I ended up slapping some normie cause he kept sexually harassing me and making gay jokes to my face and he didnt stop when I asked him to
