I still remember that a guy younger than me was saying how ugly he was. I didn't give him any bluepill bullcrap advice. I just stayed quiet. Staying quiet was basically admitting it.
Back then I was only 17 and he was maybe 15. Looks like he wanted to open up in front of someone else who's just as ugly as him. I even stayed at his place for several days back then. Just doing all kinds of random shit you can think of. Like going out for a walk at 3 in the morning, sneaking into a park, wandering through the woods until before the sun comes out.
You'd probably say good times, but I never had a girlfriend. I never got to know what teenage love is.