ServusLuciferi
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Fuck it, why not at this point.
This past weekend I went to a local pub by myself for the first time (I've been to the bar several times with friends in college and recently, I've always feared going alone because I never wanted to come across as that "one guy" in the bar) and had a few drinks. Funnily enough, a landwhale asked me for a lighter and a 30+ year old wrinkled skin tattooed bitch (ew) was eyeing me like she expected me to buy her a drink (lmao no). I ran into a fellow incel who was a couple years older than me and trying the same thing, but he was 50x more socially awkward than I was. And unironically the same path I took - virgin dude who had idealistic dreams but his virginity (and consequential social ineptitude) fucked his graduate school career prospects and his total career prospects. The bartenders were dicks, I asked them for a drink and had to shout "hey bartender", and they were like "Yo, my name is X, don't call me "bartender"" - my response (in a more professional mnner) was like fuck you dickwad, how the fuck am I supposed to know your name. Ah well, at least I know the dude's name.
I don't know, as brutal as it sounds, like going to that bar - it was the first time I ever really felt anywhere close to socially normal in my life. Like as soon as I walked in with the exception of the bar tender and started talking to people, the idea that I was a friendless virgin loser that nobody respected just disappeared. I actually cried when I got home. And let me tell you something, just walking into that bar was so emotionally painful - like ah fuck, I'm gonna relive middle school again and be the joke in the area.
I'm aware so much of this shit is just in my head and I'm my own worst enemy, but that's what years of bullying and consequential social isolation does to a dude, especially when you cope with Jesus for 6+ years.
So you know what, fuck it. I get off Thursday, I'm gonna go to every local bar Thursday Night, Friday Night, and Saturday Night for a couple hours each, spend like 150 bucks in alcohol, and try to buy a drink to some desperate chick and bed her. Why not. I get aids, oh well, but at least I can say that I'm skilled enough to bang a bar chick, lol
Obviously my friend groups, online dating, Church, and professional contacts have all been flops. And the possibility of getting a girl through conventional means is out the window. Might as well try to get laid. Who knows, even if she is a bar slut maybe she'll be fun.
This past weekend I went to a local pub by myself for the first time (I've been to the bar several times with friends in college and recently, I've always feared going alone because I never wanted to come across as that "one guy" in the bar) and had a few drinks. Funnily enough, a landwhale asked me for a lighter and a 30+ year old wrinkled skin tattooed bitch (ew) was eyeing me like she expected me to buy her a drink (lmao no). I ran into a fellow incel who was a couple years older than me and trying the same thing, but he was 50x more socially awkward than I was. And unironically the same path I took - virgin dude who had idealistic dreams but his virginity (and consequential social ineptitude) fucked his graduate school career prospects and his total career prospects. The bartenders were dicks, I asked them for a drink and had to shout "hey bartender", and they were like "Yo, my name is X, don't call me "bartender"" - my response (in a more professional mnner) was like fuck you dickwad, how the fuck am I supposed to know your name. Ah well, at least I know the dude's name.
I don't know, as brutal as it sounds, like going to that bar - it was the first time I ever really felt anywhere close to socially normal in my life. Like as soon as I walked in with the exception of the bar tender and started talking to people, the idea that I was a friendless virgin loser that nobody respected just disappeared. I actually cried when I got home. And let me tell you something, just walking into that bar was so emotionally painful - like ah fuck, I'm gonna relive middle school again and be the joke in the area.
I'm aware so much of this shit is just in my head and I'm my own worst enemy, but that's what years of bullying and consequential social isolation does to a dude, especially when you cope with Jesus for 6+ years.
So you know what, fuck it. I get off Thursday, I'm gonna go to every local bar Thursday Night, Friday Night, and Saturday Night for a couple hours each, spend like 150 bucks in alcohol, and try to buy a drink to some desperate chick and bed her. Why not. I get aids, oh well, but at least I can say that I'm skilled enough to bang a bar chick, lol
Obviously my friend groups, online dating, Church, and professional contacts have all been flops. And the possibility of getting a girl through conventional means is out the window. Might as well try to get laid. Who knows, even if she is a bar slut maybe she'll be fun.
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