One of my friends is a HTN and because of this I sit with one or two foids once a week between classes. The conversations I hear shed light upon the lives of normies and how they contrast with incels and losers in general. By the way the foids ignore me and I usually scroll this forum as I hear the conversations.
One of the foids was talking about her time spent in the bedroom of her boyfriend. Saying things like how his bed was comfortable and how she left clothes at his house. During this the two foids were laughing and calling themselves prostitutes, saying things like "I am a prostitute haha" while the other foid agrees. This made me reflect upon the difference between the conversations and ultimately, the lives of incels and losers and normies. It reminded me of how one of my friends, who is an incel in denial, is trying to get his first kiss. That is it. He is a KHHV and his goal is to just get into a relationship. It reminds me of myself, who is invisible to women. It reminds me of how there are people in their 4th or 5th relationship and there are people like us struggling to hold a conversation.
After hearing these types of things I could not take sitting there anymore and I walked away without a word. I wonder what my personality would be like if I had a few millimeters of extra bone on my face and half a foot on my height. Such is life as an incel, life as a subhuman
One of the foids was talking about her time spent in the bedroom of her boyfriend. Saying things like how his bed was comfortable and how she left clothes at his house. During this the two foids were laughing and calling themselves prostitutes, saying things like "I am a prostitute haha" while the other foid agrees. This made me reflect upon the difference between the conversations and ultimately, the lives of incels and losers and normies. It reminded me of how one of my friends, who is an incel in denial, is trying to get his first kiss. That is it. He is a KHHV and his goal is to just get into a relationship. It reminds me of myself, who is invisible to women. It reminds me of how there are people in their 4th or 5th relationship and there are people like us struggling to hold a conversation.
After hearing these types of things I could not take sitting there anymore and I walked away without a word. I wonder what my personality would be like if I had a few millimeters of extra bone on my face and half a foot on my height. Such is life as an incel, life as a subhuman
