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Brutal There is no future.

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It just hit me. There is no future. The only thing there is is decaying health, meaningless copes, and rotting heart and brain. I feel like I'm slowly imploding before I burst. Collapsing into my own body until it can't take the pressure anymore.

I feel like my life is a test of how much a man can take.

I know exactly zero people, and I haven't left the house in months. I survive on whatever my mom puts on the table or the food I get delivered.

Nobody ever messaged me for personal reason. Ever. Not even once.

Nobody ever came up to talk to me randomly for personal reason.

I could have dealt with it, but not anymore. Not after I experienced what the life of a regular human is like. I only experienced it through long, more than decade long alternate personalities of myself that I created in order to cope with life. In other words I trained myself to believe I'm somebody else. I trained myself to use this illusion in order to feel better. Its been like a weird mechanism of mine turning on and off between times of realisation.

Im so far gone i don't think there's coming back.


my surgery is set for about a year from now.

i will try.

but i think the damage is more than my face.

and it can't heal

what a sad motherfucking life.
 
brutal 24 hour period. one of the most brutal in long time.

imagine spending your whole day gasping for breath with a cardio-level pulse even though you're laying flat on the floor or bed

its not depression it's realisation.

and my view on my life has never been clearer
 
brutal 24 hour period. one of the most brutal in long time.

imagine spending your whole day gasping for breath with a cardio-level pulse even though you're laying flat on the floor or bed

its not depression it's realisation.

and my view on my life has never been clearer
:feelsbadman:
 
whats ur height, race and face rating/10

also im suffering a lot too, suffered all my life, im in dispair and agony 24/7
 
No future for ur face
 
Being an incel feels like waiting to die. This isn't living.
 
Being an incel feels like waiting to die. This isn't living.

Holy shit, you hit the mark 100%. I can't think of what I am living for. All I do is go to work, save money, do the basic chores and then waste my time. How in the fuck is this even living??
 
Thats life in general, its insignificant
 
Born into poverty. We live in poverty. Some people are lucky as fuck
 
Incels exist only to suffer.
 
everything was decided in the beginning. we just happened to be on the unlucky side.
 
whats ur height, race and face rating/10

also im suffering a lot too, suffered all my life, im in dispair and agony 24/7
3/10 face (4/10 sniffing copium or at my absolute very best)

2/10 body (genetically grotesque physique)

176cm / 5'9

despair and agony is the core of my existence
 
3/10 face (4/10 sniffing copium or at my absolute very best)

2/10 body (genetically grotesque physique)

176cm / 5'9

despair and agony is the core of my existence
brutal man, im sorry :feelsbadman:
 
im tired of being called a:

reject
lowlife
loser
degenerate
useless

i am sick and tired of it

i am all those to them and my only sin is existing in this cruel world.

i never chose to be born as the person i am.
 
im tired of being called a:

reject
lowlife
loser
degenerate
useless

i am sick and tired of it

i am all those to them and my only sin is existing in this cruel world.

i never chose to be born as the person i am.
Rotten reality. Life is shit and foids personalities are shit, as well as the simps that sacrifice for her.
 
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It just hit me. There is no future. The only thing there is is decaying health, meaningless copes, and rotting heart and brain. I feel like I'm slowly imploding before I burst. Collapsing into my own body until it can't take the pressure anymore.

I feel like my life is a test of how much a man can take.

I know exactly zero people, and I haven't left the house in months. I survive on whatever my mom puts on the table or the food I get delivered.

Nobody ever messaged me for personal reason. Ever. Not even once.

Nobody ever came up to talk to me randomly for personal reason.

I could have dealt with it, but not anymore. Not after I experienced what the life of a regular human is like. I only experienced it through long, more than decade long alternate personalities of myself that I created in order to cope with life. In other words I trained myself to believe I'm somebody else. I trained myself to use this illusion in order to feel better. Its been like a weird mechanism of mine turning on and off between times of realisation.

Im so far gone i don't think there's coming back.


my surgery is set for about a year from now.

i will try.

but i think the damage is more than my face.

and it can't heal

what a sad motherfucking life.
im hoping androids or augmented reality can start getting good by 2050 if not its over
 

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