blackazure88
Rotmaxxer - WARRIOR OF LIGHT
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If not for my looks, I'd still be deluded about the nature of humans and this world. I truly know how people are, and it disturbs me. I think my isolation may also be a blessing, because even if I try to be with people, I know that since I am ugly, I will not truly be loved or desired. And I'm slowly beginning to accept that harsh reality.
Being ugly, I've never had sex, and I've tried multiple times to lose my virginity but get rejected every time. Had I lost it and continued to have sex, my soul would have been tied to every girl I slept with, and I would become a host for their problems and demons. My influence would be inside them, and they too would become hosts for my problems and demons and would take on my traits. I am grateful that my soul is my own, and all my issues I can fix solely.
Being ugly, I've never had friends stick around and have always been lonely. It's always hurt being lonely, but in this solitude I can learn to rely on myself and become self sufficient. I am alive in a time where I am present to so much information available to me, information I can use to help my lonely situation and accept my rejection from society. I've been sent my own way, but I have a chance to walk a protected and righteous path.
My ugliness, is a freedom. A release from the bondage of people that may wrongly influence me or tie me down. But it is also an imprisonment, a violent coalescent darkness that is formed from the pain of abandonment and isolation, and I am cloaked in it.
No easy path into the abyss buddy boyos
Being ugly, I've never had sex, and I've tried multiple times to lose my virginity but get rejected every time. Had I lost it and continued to have sex, my soul would have been tied to every girl I slept with, and I would become a host for their problems and demons. My influence would be inside them, and they too would become hosts for my problems and demons and would take on my traits. I am grateful that my soul is my own, and all my issues I can fix solely.
Being ugly, I've never had friends stick around and have always been lonely. It's always hurt being lonely, but in this solitude I can learn to rely on myself and become self sufficient. I am alive in a time where I am present to so much information available to me, information I can use to help my lonely situation and accept my rejection from society. I've been sent my own way, but I have a chance to walk a protected and righteous path.
My ugliness, is a freedom. A release from the bondage of people that may wrongly influence me or tie me down. But it is also an imprisonment, a violent coalescent darkness that is formed from the pain of abandonment and isolation, and I am cloaked in it.
No easy path into the abyss buddy boyos