Hi boyos
So threads talking about the moment you knew it's over has been overdone, so I'm just looking for some maybe lesser memories you guys have that still pain you years after - soulcrushing memories. So here's one of mine:
Years ago in my early 20s I went with my family (mother, father, and brother) to Hawaii on a vacation and we stayed a 5 star resort for maybe a week. Every morning we ate at the breakfast buffet and we'd have the same receptionist greet us every time. She was an early 20s foid - an island Stacy about 5'1 and skinny. My family would make small talk to her every day.
So that's the context. On the last day... we told her that we're leaving back home, and then had some photos taken for memories and all that shit. My parents are first to leave and say their farewells, and then my brother, and finally me. My brother says bye to the foid, and SHE ASKED FOR HIS SOCIAL MEDIA handles. At that point I was thinking "ok well it makes sense as he's at the age he probably has social media", but then when I said bye she just waved and... nothing.
Over. That's a wrap. The entire vacation ruined right there. I realised much earlier in life, but that moment lead me to writing my suicide note that same night. I chickened out of course, but the damage was done. These are the kind of memories that stay with you and remind you that you'll never be good enough and that your chances of living a happy life are non-existent and you aren't shit to foids and never will be. My brother isn't even a Chad. He's also 5'7, but the thing with Hapas is that you can luck out and have a Chadlite face if you don't look too Asian (obviously not the case for me).
Game over lads.
So threads talking about the moment you knew it's over has been overdone, so I'm just looking for some maybe lesser memories you guys have that still pain you years after - soulcrushing memories. So here's one of mine:
Years ago in my early 20s I went with my family (mother, father, and brother) to Hawaii on a vacation and we stayed a 5 star resort for maybe a week. Every morning we ate at the breakfast buffet and we'd have the same receptionist greet us every time. She was an early 20s foid - an island Stacy about 5'1 and skinny. My family would make small talk to her every day.
So that's the context. On the last day... we told her that we're leaving back home, and then had some photos taken for memories and all that shit. My parents are first to leave and say their farewells, and then my brother, and finally me. My brother says bye to the foid, and SHE ASKED FOR HIS SOCIAL MEDIA handles. At that point I was thinking "ok well it makes sense as he's at the age he probably has social media", but then when I said bye she just waved and... nothing.
Over. That's a wrap. The entire vacation ruined right there. I realised much earlier in life, but that moment lead me to writing my suicide note that same night. I chickened out of course, but the damage was done. These are the kind of memories that stay with you and remind you that you'll never be good enough and that your chances of living a happy life are non-existent and you aren't shit to foids and never will be. My brother isn't even a Chad. He's also 5'7, but the thing with Hapas is that you can luck out and have a Chadlite face if you don't look too Asian (obviously not the case for me).
Game over lads.
