The worst part is being horny all the time.

[reddeath]

Anything from a pedestrian in a mini skirt, to a youtube thumbnail, to a random ass patch of wall with a crude pair of tits spray painted on it. It elevates normal interactions to mental torture and it's been chipping away at my sanity for the past decade.

Stop me if this sounds familiar. You're milling around the produce aisle or waiting on a bank teller or whatever, and then some foid passes by, tits spilling out of her crop top, ass cheeks hanging out her short shorts. You look away and try not to pine over what you'll never have but your monkey brain starts filling your head with images of you sweet talking her and leaving with her on your arm. Eventually, your common sense reminds you of your subhuman face or screechy voice or shitskin or whatever, and reality hits you like a slab of concrete. And despite the fact that she'll live rent free in your head for the next few days, she barely even registered your presence. And these retards wonder why so many of us rope

 

[lastchancel]

these retards wonder why so many of us rope

they don't care or wonder about incels roping. if you rope and are ugly, no outside observer will care. if you were attractive, only then will people feel sympathy

 

[MaxillaFractureCell]

they don't care or wonder about incels roping. if you rope and are ugly, no outside observer will care. if you were attractive, only then will people feel sympathy

 

[LonelyATM]

ropefuel, and you can't run away from it no matter what you do, even if you never leave your home your gonna see foids in provocative clothes in the tv or in youtube thumbnails, it's like mother nature itself wants to keep rubbing it in your face the thing you want the most but will never have, like some asshole dangling a bottle of water in front of a parched in a desert but never actually giving it to him.

 

[MaxillaFractureCell]

Anything from a pedestrian in a mini skirt, to a youtube thumbnail, to a random ass patch of wall with a crude pair of tits spray painted on it. It elevates normal interactions to mental torture and it's been chipping away at my sanity for the past decade.

Stop me if this sounds familiar. You're milling around the produce aisle or waiting on a bank teller or whatever, and then some foid passes by, tits spilling out of her crop top, ass cheeks hanging out her short shorts. You look away and try not to pine over what you'll never have but your monkey brain starts filling your head with images of you sweet talking her and leaving with her on your arm. Eventually, your common sense reminds you of your subhuman face or screechy voice or shitskin or whatever, and reality hits you like a slab of concrete. And despite the fact that she'll live rent free in your head for the next few days, she barely even registered your presence. And these retards wonder why so many of us rope

Stop masturbating and start Hermitmaxxing

 

[OutcompetedByRoomba]

Yeah, permanently horny, though I usually don't get hung up on random foids I see on the street.

These constant unfullfilled needs and longings most certainly constitute a kind of psychological torture. The need for sex, for affection, for positive reinforcement, for feeling loved, for intimacy....

Escortmaxxing or drugs I guess are the only real options to do anything if you have a high libido as an incel. At some point masturbation is itself just one more humiliation ritual.

 

[Lonelyus]

Anything from a pedestrian in a mini skirt, to a youtube thumbnail, to a random ass patch of wall with a crude pair of tits spray painted on it. It elevates normal interactions to mental torture and it's been chipping away at my sanity for the past decade.

Stop me if this sounds familiar. You're milling around the produce aisle or waiting on a bank teller or whatever, and then some foid passes by, tits spilling out of her crop top, ass cheeks hanging out her short shorts. You look away and try not to pine over what you'll never have but your monkey brain starts filling your head with images of you sweet talking her and leaving with her on your arm. Eventually, your common sense reminds you of your subhuman face or screechy voice or shitskin or whatever, and reality hits you like a slab of concrete. And despite the fact that she'll live rent free in your head for the next few days, she barely even registered your presence. And these retards wonder why so many of us rope

Women poop

@Retardfuel

 

[reddeath]

ropefuel, and you can't run away from it no matter what you do

yeah definitely starting to get why sandniggers bury their foids in ten layers of robes lol

 

[reddeath]

These constant unfullfilled needs and longings most certainly constitute a kind of psychological torture. The need for sex, for affection, for positive reinforcement, for feeling loved, for intimacy....

sex is the only biological need libtards don't want the government to provide for free. it's definitely torture and no one cares