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Looks don’t mean much do they? I mean cmon it’s just what’s on the outside. What really counts is being a good person right? Looks don’t determine what you achieve. Your work ethic and ambition does.
But take a closer look, and you’ll realise
Looks are actually fucking E V E R Y T H I N G
It’s every moment of contact you will have with every other person you will meet in.
If you have “good looks”, you’ll make every single person you meet feel magical and positive and in love, if you’re average looking you’ll be treated with absolute indifference or if you’re unlucky you’ll have incel looks, you will get looked at with disgust and people will feel uncomfortable around you, and not know why. Or maybe they might know, that it’s because your face is uncomfortably ugly.
Nobody is going to be interested in what you have to say. They won’t give a shit how funny you are or how kind you are or what a nice guy you are. Nobody will want to have any unnecessary association with you.
For the rest of your life. Every fucking thing you do for the rest of your life man. You’ll NEVER be the first choice, you’ll never be ***wanted*** and you’ll never know true love, because nobody is attracted to you. Within every human is a desire for love, romance and reproduction and starting a family, and NOBODY will want to do ANY of that with you. How does that feel? You’re a low quality, failed specimen of a human that couldn’t find a mate. You’re literal fucking shit in the genetic pool of society. A fucking mistake that can’t be corrected, and now you’re just another ugly creature that is stealing oxygen of useful, wonderful Chads and Stacies
Looks is endless validation, comfort, self esteem and happiness. It is an inherent motivator. It is fulfilment and desire for life. It makes everybody feel really good around you, and is the LIFE LONG gift that keeps on giving.
Looks is being a romantic pinnacle for others. Being the centre of somebody else’s life, being deified as a god amongst men that women pray for just a moment’s contact with, that women will degrade themselves for, and a god that women lose their absolute shit over just to drink in the spectacle that is your face,
Looks is hearing any and all variations from every young girl you ever meet of
“Okay so you’re really really sexy, are you single? Omg do you wanna go out? Pls go out with me!”
Some girls may be more circuitous, others more direct.
You will never have insecurity. You will never face rejection. You will never face anxiety.
You will never know what it’s like to feel worthless
To feel ***not good enough***
And to feel ugly and undesirable
You won’t know what it’s like never getting any attention. Being the lonely kid in the corner with no friends.
You won’t have trouble finding a job or career because people find you wonderful anyway. People assume you’re more intelligent and organised and a kinder, more generous person than others. People view you as a leader. People will go out of their way to help you in your life, and won’t expect anything in return.
Looks is getting life given to you on a golden platter that nobody can ever steal away from you. Life is just that good. This is how life is meant to be, and you wouldn’t trade it for the fucking world
But take a closer look, and you’ll realise
Looks are actually fucking E V E R Y T H I N G
It’s every moment of contact you will have with every other person you will meet in.
If you have “good looks”, you’ll make every single person you meet feel magical and positive and in love, if you’re average looking you’ll be treated with absolute indifference or if you’re unlucky you’ll have incel looks, you will get looked at with disgust and people will feel uncomfortable around you, and not know why. Or maybe they might know, that it’s because your face is uncomfortably ugly.
Nobody is going to be interested in what you have to say. They won’t give a shit how funny you are or how kind you are or what a nice guy you are. Nobody will want to have any unnecessary association with you.
For the rest of your life. Every fucking thing you do for the rest of your life man. You’ll NEVER be the first choice, you’ll never be ***wanted*** and you’ll never know true love, because nobody is attracted to you. Within every human is a desire for love, romance and reproduction and starting a family, and NOBODY will want to do ANY of that with you. How does that feel? You’re a low quality, failed specimen of a human that couldn’t find a mate. You’re literal fucking shit in the genetic pool of society. A fucking mistake that can’t be corrected, and now you’re just another ugly creature that is stealing oxygen of useful, wonderful Chads and Stacies
Looks is endless validation, comfort, self esteem and happiness. It is an inherent motivator. It is fulfilment and desire for life. It makes everybody feel really good around you, and is the LIFE LONG gift that keeps on giving.
Looks is being a romantic pinnacle for others. Being the centre of somebody else’s life, being deified as a god amongst men that women pray for just a moment’s contact with, that women will degrade themselves for, and a god that women lose their absolute shit over just to drink in the spectacle that is your face,
Looks is hearing any and all variations from every young girl you ever meet of
“Okay so you’re really really sexy, are you single? Omg do you wanna go out? Pls go out with me!”
Some girls may be more circuitous, others more direct.
You will never have insecurity. You will never face rejection. You will never face anxiety.
You will never know what it’s like to feel worthless
To feel ***not good enough***
And to feel ugly and undesirable
You won’t know what it’s like never getting any attention. Being the lonely kid in the corner with no friends.
You won’t have trouble finding a job or career because people find you wonderful anyway. People assume you’re more intelligent and organised and a kinder, more generous person than others. People view you as a leader. People will go out of their way to help you in your life, and won’t expect anything in return.
Looks is getting life given to you on a golden platter that nobody can ever steal away from you. Life is just that good. This is how life is meant to be, and you wouldn’t trade it for the fucking world
