gummybearcel
no gummy for your face
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Man, I really wish I didn't go to university as an incel.
It's basically the same experience as being a NEET except I'm now dozens of thousands in debt and have endless assignments to do.
And then by the time I graduate, artificial intelligence will already make every intellectual field obsolete, so I will be stuck doing physical labor anyway with the rest of the wagies.
Foids avoid you like the plague even if you're friendly, and then they go and be friendly to and fuck thugmaxxed 6ft 2 tyrones that are obnoxious as shit, violent, degenerate...
Like, it's not as if I want you to drop your panties and bend over on the spot, just treat me like a human being. But no.
Normies want nothing to do with you. I'm not even openly an incel. I wouldn't even be an incel if people treated me nicely. Nobody wants to do that. There are no other incels in my subject that could relate, and the normies all orbit around the same three/four foids, yapping about like little dogs trying to impress them.
Professors are unsympathetic and unhelpful. It's 2024 and they barely fucking record their lectures. So I have to go in and sit around all of the normies, chads and foids, and I can never focus because it just reminds me how alone I am. Group projects are a nightmare because I can never communicate with these thugmaxxed white-knighting zoomers, being neuroatypical it's like we speak a different language. I don't know how normies think anymore.
I don't even have family to support me. My family is either dead or clearly despise me due to my disgusting incel traits. I am named gummybearcel because my face looks like a bloated fucking gummy bear. It's not fair. They barely even talk to me or look at me. I haven't even done anything, it's just my existence. I have literally never had friends or been in a relationship and I am 22. What am I even working toward really? It is impossible for me to succeed in life, and even if I 'succeed' in the fiscal sense, my life will always have been devoid of substance and meaning.
It's like my life is on nightmare difficulty and I have to solo it all by myself. I grew up in an abusive household, constant bullying at every stage of school, cursed with inceldom, never experienced love, never experienced family values, PTSD and avoidant syndrome from intense trauma as a kid, no connections, no good memories to fall back on, no social skills, Non-NT, abused dog syndrome, no employable skills, no motivation, no access to drugs, I am a disgusting sandnigger mutt, no family to rely on, no female attention ever, no money, sub 6ft, genetic physical issues that prevent me from hard exercise, everybody has treated me like a burden due to my looks...
Meanwhile chad...
Good loving household, father figure that taught him how to be a man, constant praise, positive reinforcement, large extended family, never been bullied, first kiss at 8, plenty of physical touch, huge network of connections, neurotypical, virginity lost at 12, experienced teen love with multiple girlfriends, 6ft 2in, face sculpted from marble, highly employable even if just for looks, constant validation, constant female attention, able to do sports as they please, never treated like a burden due to their looks, never been traumatized or depressed (thugmaxxes anyway), treats life like a game, and still despite having everything takes even more as women will only ever be attracted to the people that have everything.
This shit is all killing me inside. Forget it being over, it never even began. I don't have a single happy memory and I'm not even allowed to make any anymore. Let's say that I finish university and go into a career... what then? I will be wageslaving away for most of my day for a life I never had, for absolutely noone but myself, but I have never enjoyed living to begin with. There is no impetus. There is no motivation. My circuits are fried from years of isolation, despair and abuse. Even if I somehow managed to 'land someone' or 'ascend' in my later years, they will be all used up. Any foid that comes my way will be 'settling' and will have decades of whoredom that they will dump onto me. They will never love me and I will be a plaything and an object to them in the form of a wallet.
It looks like I have three options:
[1] Suicide
[2] NEETbuxx forever
[3] Wageslave for no real reason
It's basically the same experience as being a NEET except I'm now dozens of thousands in debt and have endless assignments to do.
And then by the time I graduate, artificial intelligence will already make every intellectual field obsolete, so I will be stuck doing physical labor anyway with the rest of the wagies.
Foids avoid you like the plague even if you're friendly, and then they go and be friendly to and fuck thugmaxxed 6ft 2 tyrones that are obnoxious as shit, violent, degenerate...
Like, it's not as if I want you to drop your panties and bend over on the spot, just treat me like a human being. But no.
Normies want nothing to do with you. I'm not even openly an incel. I wouldn't even be an incel if people treated me nicely. Nobody wants to do that. There are no other incels in my subject that could relate, and the normies all orbit around the same three/four foids, yapping about like little dogs trying to impress them.
Professors are unsympathetic and unhelpful. It's 2024 and they barely fucking record their lectures. So I have to go in and sit around all of the normies, chads and foids, and I can never focus because it just reminds me how alone I am. Group projects are a nightmare because I can never communicate with these thugmaxxed white-knighting zoomers, being neuroatypical it's like we speak a different language. I don't know how normies think anymore.
I don't even have family to support me. My family is either dead or clearly despise me due to my disgusting incel traits. I am named gummybearcel because my face looks like a bloated fucking gummy bear. It's not fair. They barely even talk to me or look at me. I haven't even done anything, it's just my existence. I have literally never had friends or been in a relationship and I am 22. What am I even working toward really? It is impossible for me to succeed in life, and even if I 'succeed' in the fiscal sense, my life will always have been devoid of substance and meaning.
It's like my life is on nightmare difficulty and I have to solo it all by myself. I grew up in an abusive household, constant bullying at every stage of school, cursed with inceldom, never experienced love, never experienced family values, PTSD and avoidant syndrome from intense trauma as a kid, no connections, no good memories to fall back on, no social skills, Non-NT, abused dog syndrome, no employable skills, no motivation, no access to drugs, I am a disgusting sandnigger mutt, no family to rely on, no female attention ever, no money, sub 6ft, genetic physical issues that prevent me from hard exercise, everybody has treated me like a burden due to my looks...
Meanwhile chad...
Good loving household, father figure that taught him how to be a man, constant praise, positive reinforcement, large extended family, never been bullied, first kiss at 8, plenty of physical touch, huge network of connections, neurotypical, virginity lost at 12, experienced teen love with multiple girlfriends, 6ft 2in, face sculpted from marble, highly employable even if just for looks, constant validation, constant female attention, able to do sports as they please, never treated like a burden due to their looks, never been traumatized or depressed (thugmaxxes anyway), treats life like a game, and still despite having everything takes even more as women will only ever be attracted to the people that have everything.
This shit is all killing me inside. Forget it being over, it never even began. I don't have a single happy memory and I'm not even allowed to make any anymore. Let's say that I finish university and go into a career... what then? I will be wageslaving away for most of my day for a life I never had, for absolutely noone but myself, but I have never enjoyed living to begin with. There is no impetus. There is no motivation. My circuits are fried from years of isolation, despair and abuse. Even if I somehow managed to 'land someone' or 'ascend' in my later years, they will be all used up. Any foid that comes my way will be 'settling' and will have decades of whoredom that they will dump onto me. They will never love me and I will be a plaything and an object to them in the form of a wallet.
It looks like I have three options:
[1] Suicide
[2] NEETbuxx forever
[3] Wageslave for no real reason