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I meet a girl at some regular place I go to
Think she’s gorgeous, develop instant halo feels. Chat to her, try to be positive and cheerful. Girl chats back politely. Eventually we go our separate ways.
See her numerous times on subsequent trips to said place (university, gym, pharmacy etc) and think every single time “omg maybe I have a chance... she could be single! This definitely feels like it could be the lucky one” and for a week or two I fantasise about asking her out and her saying yes and finally having a girlfriend.
Push comes to shove, I’m at the place, now or never. I tell her we should hang out sometime, and hand her my name and number on a slip of paper and smile. Without fail, every single girl has that shocked Pikachu meme face, and mumbles “oh ok” and walks away.
I never get texted. Ever. I subsequently avoid every one of those girls like wildfire.
Back to being alone, with no girl who Loves me to speak of. Rinse and repeat for a miserable existence.
For Normies reading this: I don’t just jump into HURR DURR PLS FUCK ME, I spend a couple of weeks at least chatting to these girls casually in the mutual place we are at, and develop a basic knowledge of each other. I am happy and chatty, girls are responsive and cheerful too. I am clean and hygienic, well dressed, tall and muscular. I am not creepy, I am a very positive extroverted person. Simply, when it becomes sexual or romantic, girls interest in me vaporises, and they become visibly uncomfortable with me and avoid me from that point onwards.
fuck you normies, honestly, for not understanding or being willing to accept the massive impact of an unattractive face on romantic success. Fuck you from the dark destitute bottomless black hole of my heart
Think she’s gorgeous, develop instant halo feels. Chat to her, try to be positive and cheerful. Girl chats back politely. Eventually we go our separate ways.
See her numerous times on subsequent trips to said place (university, gym, pharmacy etc) and think every single time “omg maybe I have a chance... she could be single! This definitely feels like it could be the lucky one” and for a week or two I fantasise about asking her out and her saying yes and finally having a girlfriend.
Push comes to shove, I’m at the place, now or never. I tell her we should hang out sometime, and hand her my name and number on a slip of paper and smile. Without fail, every single girl has that shocked Pikachu meme face, and mumbles “oh ok” and walks away.
I never get texted. Ever. I subsequently avoid every one of those girls like wildfire.
Back to being alone, with no girl who Loves me to speak of. Rinse and repeat for a miserable existence.
For Normies reading this: I don’t just jump into HURR DURR PLS FUCK ME, I spend a couple of weeks at least chatting to these girls casually in the mutual place we are at, and develop a basic knowledge of each other. I am happy and chatty, girls are responsive and cheerful too. I am clean and hygienic, well dressed, tall and muscular. I am not creepy, I am a very positive extroverted person. Simply, when it becomes sexual or romantic, girls interest in me vaporises, and they become visibly uncomfortable with me and avoid me from that point onwards.
fuck you normies, honestly, for not understanding or being willing to accept the massive impact of an unattractive face on romantic success. Fuck you from the dark destitute bottomless black hole of my heart
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what's the name of the movie?
