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CopeWithTheRope
subhuman monster
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As a male, I believe true, genuine happiness, is based upon the percentage of people you mog essentially. Nothing in the world can compare to this hit of serotonin (yes, before you sperg I know there's other copes, but I'm talking on a base level). Imagine you're a Chad, the moment you walk into any social setting all eyes divert to you. You're the pinnacle and you fucking know it. Everyone and their grandmas take the time to admire the creation that stands before them. Good looking is good looking and men know this too, no homo. Minds start racing on how much better the Chad is compared to them, their girlfriend's pussy starts tingling. They go home and she starts a fight with betabuxx out of spite/hate for his sub8-ness.
On a base level THAT is true happiness. Yes, money, status, fame are all great copes and things I'd obviously gladly take. But, that rich betabuxx manlet will NEVER feel the way that Chad feels when he goes out in public. Knowing all eyes are on you because of your looks must be the greatest thing in the damn world. I'll never experience that because I'm absolute genetic trash. Neither will most of you here, if you're not a fakecel.
This is the life we are missing out on. Nobody will ever love us. Lookism is the cruelest thing in our nature. It's fucking over, buddy boyos.
On a base level THAT is true happiness. Yes, money, status, fame are all great copes and things I'd obviously gladly take. But, that rich betabuxx manlet will NEVER feel the way that Chad feels when he goes out in public. Knowing all eyes are on you because of your looks must be the greatest thing in the damn world. I'll never experience that because I'm absolute genetic trash. Neither will most of you here, if you're not a fakecel.
This is the life we are missing out on. Nobody will ever love us. Lookism is the cruelest thing in our nature. It's fucking over, buddy boyos.
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