So I've tried to stay away from this place due to actual roping possibility due to the blackpills, but today I just had to come back and write this:
I woke up, my heart beating at probably around 150bpm - My dream was me FINDING a foid naturally and somehow making friends with her, later kissing her in my apartment garage. Then we went for coffee and talked about gene editing with Crispr (it was me telling her about it in the dream and she liked it and was enthusiastic about it). It was literally lifefuel during the dream itself. I've never felt this hopeful and good ever in my life. Then I woke up and the sudden realization that this imaginary woman probably exists somewhere but I'm way too ugly for her (and she has kissy sex with chad every day) just hit me. I spent the next 2 hours just fucking wailing. Why did my parents not fucking behead me at birth? Why make me live out this life? I always try to cope myself to sleep with imagining the life I could have had if not for my dad's retard gypsy genes. I want to shoot him for procreating (somehow).
I woke up, my heart beating at probably around 150bpm - My dream was me FINDING a foid naturally and somehow making friends with her, later kissing her in my apartment garage. Then we went for coffee and talked about gene editing with Crispr (it was me telling her about it in the dream and she liked it and was enthusiastic about it). It was literally lifefuel during the dream itself. I've never felt this hopeful and good ever in my life. Then I woke up and the sudden realization that this imaginary woman probably exists somewhere but I'm way too ugly for her (and she has kissy sex with chad every day) just hit me. I spent the next 2 hours just fucking wailing. Why did my parents not fucking behead me at birth? Why make me live out this life? I always try to cope myself to sleep with imagining the life I could have had if not for my dad's retard gypsy genes. I want to shoot him for procreating (somehow).
