alone_in_the_end
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This is the only thing I envy from my past bluepilled self, the ability to dream with scenarios when I meet girls.
Since very young I knew how things worked on a superficial level in the dating market, but still, that faint light of hope existed, that allowed me to dream. I have dreams I remember even now, but I was just completely blackpilled 4 years ago. When I say completely, it is when you accept it on a subconscious level, when you fully understand a concept as the absolute truth, like when you know your hand will get burned if you put it on the hot stove, you can remember how your flesh is burning when you think long enough about it
It has been almost 4 years since I had my last dream that I can only remember some parts. The dream was of me meeting a cute girl in the subway. Because it was crowded, we are forced to be really close, she blushes, we start talking and laughing, it is cut with us walking in the mall with her holding my arms, then I can only remember us in a park where we kissed and it was over.
Simple, dumb, pathetic and still one of the best dreams I ever had, I wish hope wasn't a pre requisite to have those types of dreams.
Since very young I knew how things worked on a superficial level in the dating market, but still, that faint light of hope existed, that allowed me to dream. I have dreams I remember even now, but I was just completely blackpilled 4 years ago. When I say completely, it is when you accept it on a subconscious level, when you fully understand a concept as the absolute truth, like when you know your hand will get burned if you put it on the hot stove, you can remember how your flesh is burning when you think long enough about it
It has been almost 4 years since I had my last dream that I can only remember some parts. The dream was of me meeting a cute girl in the subway. Because it was crowded, we are forced to be really close, she blushes, we start talking and laughing, it is cut with us walking in the mall with her holding my arms, then I can only remember us in a park where we kissed and it was over.
Simple, dumb, pathetic and still one of the best dreams I ever had, I wish hope wasn't a pre requisite to have those types of dreams.