If you look at a giant chunk of my previous posts then you know there are those who have problems you don't or won't ever have. Unless you got a crime record. But here is the thing, yeah it sucks not being able to get bitches. I know I fucking hate it as well. But if you don't have a life. You have time to learn usefull things outside the norm. Or if you have a shit paying job woth low hours. You can learn electrical, plumbing, automotive,(don't recomend HVAC unless you really need to), Carpenter shit what ever it's really called.
He'll back when I was in VA wile my peers were drowning them selfs in drugs and sex, I learned house to pirate music and listen to it for free, I learned how to replace cable ribbon on my PSP. I got my own silenced pistol witch made them all jealous. This Brad (real name Andrew) was jealous that I had a silenced pistol and the ability to do shit he couldn't figure out. This skinny black chad (real name Terrance) wished he had the ability to hack video game consles like me. The thing is, I could much more then these other peers could. The only 2 things they could do I couldn't was make real freinds and fuck. And if I wanna fuck all I gotta do is head to Nevada were hookers are legal and I think 250$ per hour but I never found a hooker since I live in WA state and I dont want a crime record.
The point is, life can be like a game of splinter cell blacklist. Somtimes you thrives by ignoring the normie routes and going the most unusual places outside fo normal persons brain can proccess. It may not be Stacy at that end goal but it could be somthing just as good if not better. So let the rancid limbs die. Go incognitoe mode to get horniness out of the way. And explore what the world chooses to ignore. Then you will mog all who mogs you. Learn trade skills, learn electronics. Hell mabey learn how to steal. Chase what you can grab. And thrive off it.
But on the flip side don't let it make arrogance out of you like it did to me. That's a too be continued for "It's over for Electric-cels"
He'll back when I was in VA wile my peers were drowning them selfs in drugs and sex, I learned house to pirate music and listen to it for free, I learned how to replace cable ribbon on my PSP. I got my own silenced pistol witch made them all jealous. This Brad (real name Andrew) was jealous that I had a silenced pistol and the ability to do shit he couldn't figure out. This skinny black chad (real name Terrance) wished he had the ability to hack video game consles like me. The thing is, I could much more then these other peers could. The only 2 things they could do I couldn't was make real freinds and fuck. And if I wanna fuck all I gotta do is head to Nevada were hookers are legal and I think 250$ per hour but I never found a hooker since I live in WA state and I dont want a crime record.
The point is, life can be like a game of splinter cell blacklist. Somtimes you thrives by ignoring the normie routes and going the most unusual places outside fo normal persons brain can proccess. It may not be Stacy at that end goal but it could be somthing just as good if not better. So let the rancid limbs die. Go incognitoe mode to get horniness out of the way. And explore what the world chooses to ignore. Then you will mog all who mogs you. Learn trade skills, learn electronics. Hell mabey learn how to steal. Chase what you can grab. And thrive off it.
But on the flip side don't let it make arrogance out of you like it did to me. That's a too be continued for "It's over for Electric-cels"
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