A while ago I heard this bitch whispering about how no one would ever date me. And as soon as I heard it, I had four options. A; Do nothing, B, Do nothing but sadder, C, Fly into an incel RAGE and start throwing chairs at her, or D, do nothing but edgier. And to my future disappointment, I selected option D, which lacks catharsis. When she said that, I couldn’t help but smile like a goner from undertale. I know that she knew that I heard her, and it made me feel like I was a force that the enemy wanted to contain at any cost. I am only 5”11, which is short in this day and age, and I am not the best looking, but the reason she felt the need to say it aloud is probably because I am a sperg. I can mask, but it is exhausting so I don’t bother, and if people hate the way I am then they can stay far away. I’m still getting used to the epiphany that I am a spergcel, but being in a relationship might actually be worse, so a part of me is glad there are so many things preventing me from being in one, despite the fact that most of me wants one. I have a crippling, debilitating fear of rejection. When a man asks out a woman, that woman has the option to sic a giant tiger on him to tear him to pieces, that tiger’s name is rejection. Imagine every woman has a pet tiger with them, and mace, and a taser, and then you’ll know the reason behind my reticence to “put myself out there”.
I once heard a glorious quote, "A chud doesn't concern himself with what happens". It reminds me that being a chud is not just a label, it is an art form, and a virtue that needs to be cultivated. I must not fret over every single piece of bad news, I can just turn off the TV. I must also be unconcerned with mindless gossip. I one time wanted to show a friend a mutual piece of music, only to realize that he was chatting it up with his girlfriend, and I didn't want to interrupt whatever was happening. I began to realize that I am different than others, not only because of my awareness(neurodivergence), but also because my aura(delusion) is too strong for most to handle. I am excluded, and in that exclusion, I am made powerful, standing at the precipice of something and nothing, dismality manifest, a true chud.
If there is all this power creep, then why would a woman settle for less, if there are all the acceptable(8+) men, and then she chooses the one with the best personality? Women are so hot that even other women like women. And women's attraction is more obvious, while men have all of the less straight forward things they need to be more attractive. Women don't even need men, and if they want one, they have every right to desire the attractive ones. There are even spaces that prohibit men under a certain height or attractiveness threshold. I'm excluded by design. I've realized that the system is designed to produce a lonesome chunk of the population. Oftentimes I try to goon, but I remember that none of the fictional characters would want me either, and that turns me off and sends me back into a dreadful clarity. It's actually helped me goon way less. The worst part is that, when people point the flaws out so that we can work towards fixing it, those people are gaslit and mocked. In a world like this, being a sperg under 6"ft means forever alone. The only path forward for me is to become ubermensch, then I will be resistant to all of the manipulation, and I will be able to die comfortably after creating a beautiful piece of music that dizzies the soul, that will live on long after my death.
It's the sort of people who will gaslight me, and then mock me when I fail. The sort of people that tell me that the fact that no one wants to "hop on" me is a moral failing, and that the lack of morals leads to the problem, instead of the reverse. I truly feel resentment towards the people who don't value what they have and look down on others for not having it. I despise them. I do concede that absolutely despising women can perpetuate inceldom, but it is almost never the root cause. I am of Caribbean-African descent and do not fit the stereotype of incels. Let me be crystal clear about the type of women I like. As long as she has a fat ass, then she is gorgeous to me in terms of looks. If she is a little overweight but wants to be thinner, then I will help her lose weight. She is allowed to have her opinions, and her face doesn’t have to be perfectly symmetrical. Her height won’t matter unless she needs a footstool to kiss me, or vice versa. Race will never be a deal breaker for me, but her music taste might. I just hate it when people who don’t know how it feels to be an outcast mock incels, when those same incels would not be outcasts if they were six inches taller, and had a more symmetrical face. So many blackpill takes are agreed upon based off of the perspective of those takes. If I say 80/20, I get told I am misogynist, but if a woman says that most men are ugly, then she is speaking straight facts. I don’t hate women so much as I despise the system for creating an unsustainable social environment.
I once heard a glorious quote, "A chud doesn't concern himself with what happens". It reminds me that being a chud is not just a label, it is an art form, and a virtue that needs to be cultivated. I must not fret over every single piece of bad news, I can just turn off the TV. I must also be unconcerned with mindless gossip. I one time wanted to show a friend a mutual piece of music, only to realize that he was chatting it up with his girlfriend, and I didn't want to interrupt whatever was happening. I began to realize that I am different than others, not only because of my awareness(neurodivergence), but also because my aura(delusion) is too strong for most to handle. I am excluded, and in that exclusion, I am made powerful, standing at the precipice of something and nothing, dismality manifest, a true chud.
If there is all this power creep, then why would a woman settle for less, if there are all the acceptable(8+) men, and then she chooses the one with the best personality? Women are so hot that even other women like women. And women's attraction is more obvious, while men have all of the less straight forward things they need to be more attractive. Women don't even need men, and if they want one, they have every right to desire the attractive ones. There are even spaces that prohibit men under a certain height or attractiveness threshold. I'm excluded by design. I've realized that the system is designed to produce a lonesome chunk of the population. Oftentimes I try to goon, but I remember that none of the fictional characters would want me either, and that turns me off and sends me back into a dreadful clarity. It's actually helped me goon way less. The worst part is that, when people point the flaws out so that we can work towards fixing it, those people are gaslit and mocked. In a world like this, being a sperg under 6"ft means forever alone. The only path forward for me is to become ubermensch, then I will be resistant to all of the manipulation, and I will be able to die comfortably after creating a beautiful piece of music that dizzies the soul, that will live on long after my death.
It's the sort of people who will gaslight me, and then mock me when I fail. The sort of people that tell me that the fact that no one wants to "hop on" me is a moral failing, and that the lack of morals leads to the problem, instead of the reverse. I truly feel resentment towards the people who don't value what they have and look down on others for not having it. I despise them. I do concede that absolutely despising women can perpetuate inceldom, but it is almost never the root cause. I am of Caribbean-African descent and do not fit the stereotype of incels. Let me be crystal clear about the type of women I like. As long as she has a fat ass, then she is gorgeous to me in terms of looks. If she is a little overweight but wants to be thinner, then I will help her lose weight. She is allowed to have her opinions, and her face doesn’t have to be perfectly symmetrical. Her height won’t matter unless she needs a footstool to kiss me, or vice versa. Race will never be a deal breaker for me, but her music taste might. I just hate it when people who don’t know how it feels to be an outcast mock incels, when those same incels would not be outcasts if they were six inches taller, and had a more symmetrical face. So many blackpill takes are agreed upon based off of the perspective of those takes. If I say 80/20, I get told I am misogynist, but if a woman says that most men are ugly, then she is speaking straight facts. I don’t hate women so much as I despise the system for creating an unsustainable social environment.
