My father always makes fun of me for being such a loser, although, unlike him, I’ve been unlucky with my appearance, height, health, and upbringing. Well, to be fair, he doesn’t make fun of me all the time. I see so many tall women and attractive guys on campus that it makes it very hard for me to focus on studying because of the envy I feel toward them. When I go to university, I mostly see a lot of guys like me—near cels and true cels—with not many women around. But when I walk through the rest of campus, I see so many incredibly attractive women, and it drives me crazy. Last night, I even dreamed about beautiful women, imagining how we were walking together, how one of them blocked my path, how she tried to kiss me—the warmth of attraction, the smell, the feeling of closeness. Lord, how badly I want that… It messes me up every time the women come to visit the guy who lives downstairs; once a week, they have loud sex for three hours straight, and it takes me days to recover from hearing it. The moaning drives me insane—yesterday, he even spanked her for twenty minutes. I see beautiful, athletic women leaving their sports practices and students rushing home, surrounded by so many gorgeous women and stunning girls, yet no one ever shows the slightest interest in me.
, i m lucky i have nobody to listen to that has sex
