Yesterday, I made the decision to bite my tongue and take a gander at what people I met throughout my life were posting on Instagram. The result was one of the most excuciating experiences all year. Chads posting their gfs with the hashtag #nationalgirlfriendday to notify other normies of their privileges, as if they were showing off a prized hog. It was exactly like what I felt when I did the same for Valentine's day. What should be for me is instead withheld by the malevolent nature of reality, and instead given to those who mog out of spite for us. Has anyone else gotten depressed from the event?
