It's Over My imagination is suddenly so much more vivid

[Darth Aries]

Every time I drink I feel more relaxed, but at the same time all I can think of is how I don’t get to share this beautiful wine with a beautiful woman as she lays naked on her stomach and allows me to pound her round ass to my hearts content.

I can see her so clearly in my mind, and I can just imagine how good it must feel to actually stick your cock into a foid’s pussy. It must be the most inviting feeling you can feel, just pure bliss wrapped around you.

Why do most men get to experience this while we rot? Why were billions of men able to reproduce but it’s so fucking hard for us to even break the ice with women. I know the answer already, I just wish things were different.

I want to enjoy red wine with a beautiful Italian foid by the fireside while I fuck her smooth warm body but instead I am rotting on .is

 

[oldNgreycel]

I know that feeling, but I convinced myself years ago that it can't possibly live up to my expectations.

 

[AtrociousCitizen]

The pain of knowing what you're missing out on while normies get to experience it all is brutal. It's like the universe is rubbing salt in our wounds, reminding us constantly of what we can never have.

 

[Darth Aries]

The pain of knowing what you're missing out on while normies get to experience it all is brutal. It's like the universe is rubbing salt in our wounds, reminding us constantly of what we can never have.

This is especially true when you see beautiful women as you scroll through social media, some of them being younger than you who already have relationships with physically superior men. Then you say to yourself, “I’m not 14 anymore, and foids that are younger than me are now legal adults who can whore around to their hearts content while I rot. Beyond just the sex, you will never get to experience walking down the street and talking to them while holding hands, smiling and laughing. It’s like my mind can perfectly construct what true happiness with a woman would feel like which makes it all the more brutal when I realize it hasn’t happened yet and probably never will.

 

[Left4DeadKoala]

My imagination and creativity is non existent.

My cognitive abilities have been on a very bad decline for some years now.

I hope there is a way to fix it

 

[Grodd]

No wine for your face

 

[AtrociousCitizen]

This is especially true when you see beautiful women as you scroll through social media, some of them being younger than you who already have relationships with physically superior men. Then you say to yourself, “I’m not 14 anymore, and foids that are younger than me are now legal adults who can whore around to their hearts content while I rot. Beyond just the sex, you will never get to experience walking down the street and talking to them while holding hands, smiling and laughing. It’s like my mind can perfectly construct what true happiness with a woman would feel like which makes it all the more brutal when I realize it hasn’t happened yet and probably never will.

We're forced to watch others enjoy the very thing we crave the most, while we remain trapped in an endless cycle of despair and isolation