When I was bluepilled, if a girl just talked to me, I would just fall in love with her. It wouldn't even matter what she looked like. She talked to me. I would just obsess about her, and why she talked with me, and if the interaction meant anything more. It would be painful to lie alone on my sofa and ruminate about our shared lives together. Think of schemes to facilitate what should be a dream. DESTINY. At the same time, even when I was bluepilled, I was full of fear. Fear that I would not say the right thing, and she would disappear over a social faux pas.
It is absolutely INSANE to fall in love a girl just for talking to you. But it's a common blue pilled trait.
This STUPID love addiction, was FAR more agonizing and DANGEROUS to myself and others, than the brutal, black-pilled reality of lookism. I can't think of anything more painful than being love addicted, while being absoutely love STARVED. For every ugly man must know that not only are all women whores, but these are whores you can't even touch. Chad Whores. Like a mythical chimera, FOR YOU, common whore women are high in the sky, impossible to be reached, and you are beneath the surface, buried in quicksand. Chad Whores.
It is absolutely INSANE to fall in love a girl just for talking to you. But it's a common blue pilled trait.
This STUPID love addiction, was FAR more agonizing and DANGEROUS to myself and others, than the brutal, black-pilled reality of lookism. I can't think of anything more painful than being love addicted, while being absoutely love STARVED. For every ugly man must know that not only are all women whores, but these are whores you can't even touch. Chad Whores. Like a mythical chimera, FOR YOU, common whore women are high in the sky, impossible to be reached, and you are beneath the surface, buried in quicksand. Chad Whores.
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