You will never be a real incel. You have no real problems, you have attention, you have hope for a future. You are a larping femcel twisted by social media and aesthetic trends into a crude mockery of incel’s suffering.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind all the chads you tried and failed to date, men want you. You crave attention yet give them disgusted and ashamed looks, truecels laugh at your blatant hypocrisy behind closed doors.
Men are utterly attracted to you. Hundreds of years of hypergamy have forced bluepilled men to go out after sub5 foids with incredible dedication. Even foids who are repulsive can still get attention and love from a man. The mere fact of being a foid is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a chad to break your fragile ego by rejecting you, you’ll be able to turn tail and bolt the second another one gives you attention.
You will never feel misery. You shed out fake tears every single morning and tell yourself you are suffering, but deep inside your social media, hundreds of men dm’s are creeping up like a weed, while you are ready to crush their hope of being able to love you.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll cut your bullshit, date a betabuxxer, finally get kids who will be future incels, and start cheating on him with chad. Your parents will find it out, heartbroken that they will have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment of having raised a whore. They’ll kick you out the house if it’s not already done and never get in contact with you again, every passerby for the rest of your life will look at your face of frustration because you are not living with chad while serving as another fuckhole to him. Your body will decay and be full of wrinkles, and all that will remain of your legacy is a used body that unmistakably whored itself.
Inceldom will never be your fate. This is the only thing you can’t choose. You will turn back.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind all the chads you tried and failed to date, men want you. You crave attention yet give them disgusted and ashamed looks, truecels laugh at your blatant hypocrisy behind closed doors.
Men are utterly attracted to you. Hundreds of years of hypergamy have forced bluepilled men to go out after sub5 foids with incredible dedication. Even foids who are repulsive can still get attention and love from a man. The mere fact of being a foid is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a chad to break your fragile ego by rejecting you, you’ll be able to turn tail and bolt the second another one gives you attention.
You will never feel misery. You shed out fake tears every single morning and tell yourself you are suffering, but deep inside your social media, hundreds of men dm’s are creeping up like a weed, while you are ready to crush their hope of being able to love you.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll cut your bullshit, date a betabuxxer, finally get kids who will be future incels, and start cheating on him with chad. Your parents will find it out, heartbroken that they will have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment of having raised a whore. They’ll kick you out the house if it’s not already done and never get in contact with you again, every passerby for the rest of your life will look at your face of frustration because you are not living with chad while serving as another fuckhole to him. Your body will decay and be full of wrinkles, and all that will remain of your legacy is a used body that unmistakably whored itself.
Inceldom will never be your fate. This is the only thing you can’t choose. You will turn back.
