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I was sitting on the soccer field talking about philosophy with an incel friend, when suddenly a guy who was playing soccer kicked the ball really hard and it hit the chadlite right in the face. He fell to the ground and started having seizures. At that moment, several girls were worried about the chadlite convulsing. That was one of the happiest days of my life. I looked at him convulsing and almost felt a euphoric sense of joy. I wanted to kick his head so he would die right there on the spot! (In Minecraft). But unfortunately I didn’t have the courage, and I also didn’t feel like getting beaten up by his chad and normie friends.
If the traumatic brain injury had happened to me, people would laugh at my face, take pictures to mock me in private group chats, and none of them would help take me to the hospital. People would just leave me there convulsing to death.
That’s why I don’t feel empathy for anyone anymore nowadays. The only empathy I feel is for incels, because we share the same pain.
If the traumatic brain injury had happened to me, people would laugh at my face, take pictures to mock me in private group chats, and none of them would help take me to the hospital. People would just leave me there convulsing to death.
That’s why I don’t feel empathy for anyone anymore nowadays. The only empathy I feel is for incels, because we share the same pain.





