U
Foid 1:
Some young slut dressed like a BDMS whore - soccer socks, super tight shorts, some fucking black mesh on her - don't know how to describe it.
I was eating pizza on the street, she passed by me with her friend and I said: "What kinda of clothes are those?" with a negative nasty tone.
She looked at herself from top to bottom and said black and white while passing by me.
Then she insulted me somehow, but I didn't hear it.
Foid 2:
Two foids passed by me.
I just pointed at the clown shoes of one of the foids and said: "Those shoes are ugly as hell."
Foid 3:
I was sitting on the street.
She has a tatto of a rose on her hand.
I said: "You should have tattoed a fucking cactus instead."
She actually laughed.
Foid 4:
She was talking on the phone and said:
"I am beautiful" to somebody.
I said: You must be the only one thinking that.
------------------------
Note:
I don't count those as approaches at all. I am just filled with rage at the whole world blaming me for everything.
Insulting makes me feel good;'approaching destroys me;
Insulting = alpha
Approaching = you are validating her
At first, approaching was filling me with energy. I was genuinly happy after an approach even if it fails. But eventually I would come home tired as hell, having passed next to dozens of happy couples while I walk like a lone wolf and spam bitches.
I will still approach and haven't give up.
But this process is killing me.
I am changing in a way.
Some young slut dressed like a BDMS whore - soccer socks, super tight shorts, some fucking black mesh on her - don't know how to describe it.
I was eating pizza on the street, she passed by me with her friend and I said: "What kinda of clothes are those?" with a negative nasty tone.
She looked at herself from top to bottom and said black and white while passing by me.
Then she insulted me somehow, but I didn't hear it.
Foid 2:
Two foids passed by me.
I just pointed at the clown shoes of one of the foids and said: "Those shoes are ugly as hell."
Foid 3:
I was sitting on the street.
She has a tatto of a rose on her hand.
I said: "You should have tattoed a fucking cactus instead."
She actually laughed.
Foid 4:
She was talking on the phone and said:
"I am beautiful" to somebody.
I said: You must be the only one thinking that.
------------------------
Note:
I don't count those as approaches at all. I am just filled with rage at the whole world blaming me for everything.
Insulting makes me feel good;'approaching destroys me;
Insulting = alpha
Approaching = you are validating her
At first, approaching was filling me with energy. I was genuinly happy after an approach even if it fails. But eventually I would come home tired as hell, having passed next to dozens of happy couples while I walk like a lone wolf and spam bitches.
I will still approach and haven't give up.
But this process is killing me.
I am changing in a way.
