Never ever ever chase women. Never be the unrequited person, never tryhard for attention. I had this major rant of affection over my last threads, which I still have and it’s gonna probably be buried with me, but it was a mistake.
A mistake to feel so profoundly for a coworker that doesn’t really care about me for the past 4 years. It’s cucked and desperate, I’m blackpilled so I think you cannot really change a man, you are gonna stay like this forever, but you could manage to save some good dignity and health by abiding to the rule that no amount of yearning is gonna ever make you desired by another person. Literally, no amount, Ive tested, if not it worsens your chances.
Deep down I thought she could have been the one, although Im the ugly one, this girl really felt like another me on many levels and losing her felt like losing myself. I just stressed too much about her trying to Gatsby my way posting bp content on whatsapp statuses / whatever could possibly link me back to her by trying being pitiful, make her trynna say sm like
“Look how much he cares, poor guy, he’s so tormented by his own image because of me, I wish I could change his mind, he isn’t as ugly as he thinks, hes actually really cute and it just took me time to realize.”
This is the fantasy that conditioned me to keep on putting myself under humiliation, and Im so cucked cause I don’t even think she checked my status updates, she doesn’t have view verification and everywhere I tried to look for her she’s on private. That’s not something I complain about really but it let me on the edge thinking she might remembered me at times, at least Ive not been blocked yet… but Ive just mortified myself for nothing.
I don’t regret the time Ive spent thinking about her, cause I will do the same for the rest of my days, I just wish I was superior about it, being the better man, moving on because there’s nothing u can do to be chosen in the first place, nothing earns you love like looks do. What was I trying to do anyway, make her feel bad because she’s blackpilled? Ofc she is, shes tremendously cute and surely thirsty for men that don’t look like whatever it’s going on with me.
Don’t ever try to buy your dignity back. Whats done is done, they don’t care. Just hope you will be loved by one somehow with all you got.
Se stai leggendo ciò che ho scritto, ti confesso che sono grato per il tempo che Dio mi ha permesso di trascorrere insieme a te, e di aver trovato l’amore in un ritaglio così buio e assente della mia vita. Non voglio che questo appartenga solo a me e ai miei lamenti inutili. Spero che tu stia meglio, davvero spero che tu abbia qualcuno che ti ami anche se non sarò io, perché avrei fatto lo stesso. La mia rabbia non costruirà mai nulla e devo accettare il fallimento, di essere sconfitto, imparare ad essere un uomo prima di imparare ad amare. Io sono terrorizzato dal dover andare avanti, non posso immaginare una vita senza di te, o di quello che resta nei miei ricordi. Sei la cosa più bella che esiste. Ma se l’atto d’amore più grande che possa fare sia quello di rinunciare ai miei sogni per i tuoi, lascerò che lo sia.
A mistake to feel so profoundly for a coworker that doesn’t really care about me for the past 4 years. It’s cucked and desperate, I’m blackpilled so I think you cannot really change a man, you are gonna stay like this forever, but you could manage to save some good dignity and health by abiding to the rule that no amount of yearning is gonna ever make you desired by another person. Literally, no amount, Ive tested, if not it worsens your chances.
Deep down I thought she could have been the one, although Im the ugly one, this girl really felt like another me on many levels and losing her felt like losing myself. I just stressed too much about her trying to Gatsby my way posting bp content on whatsapp statuses / whatever could possibly link me back to her by trying being pitiful, make her trynna say sm like
“Look how much he cares, poor guy, he’s so tormented by his own image because of me, I wish I could change his mind, he isn’t as ugly as he thinks, hes actually really cute and it just took me time to realize.”
This is the fantasy that conditioned me to keep on putting myself under humiliation, and Im so cucked cause I don’t even think she checked my status updates, she doesn’t have view verification and everywhere I tried to look for her she’s on private. That’s not something I complain about really but it let me on the edge thinking she might remembered me at times, at least Ive not been blocked yet… but Ive just mortified myself for nothing.
I don’t regret the time Ive spent thinking about her, cause I will do the same for the rest of my days, I just wish I was superior about it, being the better man, moving on because there’s nothing u can do to be chosen in the first place, nothing earns you love like looks do. What was I trying to do anyway, make her feel bad because she’s blackpilled? Ofc she is, shes tremendously cute and surely thirsty for men that don’t look like whatever it’s going on with me.
Don’t ever try to buy your dignity back. Whats done is done, they don’t care. Just hope you will be loved by one somehow with all you got.
Se stai leggendo ciò che ho scritto, ti confesso che sono grato per il tempo che Dio mi ha permesso di trascorrere insieme a te, e di aver trovato l’amore in un ritaglio così buio e assente della mia vita. Non voglio che questo appartenga solo a me e ai miei lamenti inutili. Spero che tu stia meglio, davvero spero che tu abbia qualcuno che ti ami anche se non sarò io, perché avrei fatto lo stesso. La mia rabbia non costruirà mai nulla e devo accettare il fallimento, di essere sconfitto, imparare ad essere un uomo prima di imparare ad amare. Io sono terrorizzato dal dover andare avanti, non posso immaginare una vita senza di te, o di quello che resta nei miei ricordi. Sei la cosa più bella che esiste. Ma se l’atto d’amore più grande che possa fare sia quello di rinunciare ai miei sogni per i tuoi, lascerò che lo sia.
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