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MoggerGaston
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I am glad I used ketamine yesterday.
I went to the morning lectures yesterday and I got brutally depressed when I saw a couple in front of me being all touchy, cute and making out during the lecture. Even worse is that the girl was HTB so I found her really attractive and wished she would act like this with me instead. If she was LTB I wouldn't have cared.
Even worse is that the guy she was with was like 2 metres tall (6'5 or so, towered over me like crazy and I am 6'0) so it blackpilled me hard about genetic determinism.
I kept thinking: What is the point of being in this lecture, what is the purpose of my life, when I can never be 6'5 and have HTB making out with me during lectures like this guy?
I mogged him in face, muscle, personality, everything honestly. He seemed like a dorky skinnyfat twig nerd loser, carried by his height alone. The girl, the HTB, was doing most of the effort and was all over him, while he seemed to respond in an awkward way to her clinginess and touching.
I wanted to crush this faggot's skull, he doesn't deserve her. I deserve her. I am 100% sure I could beat him in a fight using only 1 arm. Pathetic weak faggot.
The HTB should've been mine. Tall girl with curly brown hair whispering in my ear, massaging me, making out with me during lectures.
It should've been me, not him.
As a STEMcel this is what I deserve to make it through these boring-ass fucking lectures. No, instead I get to rot alone and listen to some 55yo wagecuck professor instead of HTB whispering cute stuff in my ear.
Fucking brutal, I was raging and left the university straight after, not planning to return to this fucking hellhole of genetic determinism.
At home I was still raging, it was lunch-break and I was planning on skipping my afternoon lectures cuz what's the fucking point if you aren't 6'5 tall with HTB gf?
I ended up doing the rational, smart thing: I snorted a big fat line of ~200mg of ketamine in my dorm-room and went back to university to attend the lectures. The ketamine was just starting to kick in as I arrived in the lecture hall and went to an empty seat.
Never did this before but shit is crazy funny. This dumbass wageslave professor talking about irrelevant quantum mechanics, nerd shit. Meanwhile I was hallucinating so fucking hard. I saw the professor stretched out all over the room.
kinda like this where the arms/legs are completely stretched, but it wasn't scary looking but just weird/funny looking.
Also sound was all distorted JFL, I couldn't understand a fucking thing what he was saying. At some points I felt like he was talking in mega-slowmotion like some drooling retard, but then moments later I realized I zoned out over something he said and didn't even notice he had been talking about something else for the past 5 minutes already.
Slowly the ketamine started losing its effect. ~1hour later I was back to normal and could understand what was going on. Lecture was boring asf without ketamine, but I decided to stick it to the end.
Also there was no couple making out during the fucking lecture this time. Holy fuck why did I have to get blackpilled so fucking hard during the first lecture I have attended in the last couple of years?
@RichardSpencel @6ft4
I am convinced life is a simulation designed to torture me. Imagine not attending lectures for YEARS, and then the first one you go to has a HTB and some 6'5 MTN being all touchy, making out, during the fucking lecture and they happen to be seated in front of you so you get to look at it the entire fucking time.
God was like: 'Yoo see this truecel attending the lecture? Let's make him know what life could've been like had he been 6'5'
Why does this day mog though? Because if I didn't snort ketamine I would've rotted at home.
I had pure incel rage and depression in my brain before I snorted ketamine. Afterwards I was calm and relaxed and I didn't care that much anymore. I was able to finish the day with a calm and steady mind. I went gymcelling, played some vidya, felt okay.
If I didn't do ketamine, I would've raged all day and probably destroyed another piece of furniture in my room from rage or some shit. JFL honestly.
I went to the morning lectures yesterday and I got brutally depressed when I saw a couple in front of me being all touchy, cute and making out during the lecture. Even worse is that the girl was HTB so I found her really attractive and wished she would act like this with me instead. If she was LTB I wouldn't have cared.
Even worse is that the guy she was with was like 2 metres tall (6'5 or so, towered over me like crazy and I am 6'0) so it blackpilled me hard about genetic determinism.
I kept thinking: What is the point of being in this lecture, what is the purpose of my life, when I can never be 6'5 and have HTB making out with me during lectures like this guy?
I mogged him in face, muscle, personality, everything honestly. He seemed like a dorky skinnyfat twig nerd loser, carried by his height alone. The girl, the HTB, was doing most of the effort and was all over him, while he seemed to respond in an awkward way to her clinginess and touching.
I wanted to crush this faggot's skull, he doesn't deserve her. I deserve her. I am 100% sure I could beat him in a fight using only 1 arm. Pathetic weak faggot.
The HTB should've been mine. Tall girl with curly brown hair whispering in my ear, massaging me, making out with me during lectures.
It should've been me, not him.
As a STEMcel this is what I deserve to make it through these boring-ass fucking lectures. No, instead I get to rot alone and listen to some 55yo wagecuck professor instead of HTB whispering cute stuff in my ear.
Fucking brutal, I was raging and left the university straight after, not planning to return to this fucking hellhole of genetic determinism.
At home I was still raging, it was lunch-break and I was planning on skipping my afternoon lectures cuz what's the fucking point if you aren't 6'5 tall with HTB gf?
I ended up doing the rational, smart thing: I snorted a big fat line of ~200mg of ketamine in my dorm-room and went back to university to attend the lectures. The ketamine was just starting to kick in as I arrived in the lecture hall and went to an empty seat.
Never did this before but shit is crazy funny. This dumbass wageslave professor talking about irrelevant quantum mechanics, nerd shit. Meanwhile I was hallucinating so fucking hard. I saw the professor stretched out all over the room.
![the_slender_man___novel_by_cryptdidical_d4ykuko-pre.jpg](/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com%2Ff%2F3fe81257-baec-43a4-8460-3200dbe3ec51%2Fd4ykuko-a4f797d4-4693-437f-8dba-2b25a53d06cc.jpg%2Fv1%2Ffill%2Fw_690%2Ch_1159%2Cq_70%2Cstrp%2Fthe_slender_man___novel_by_cryptdidical_d4ykuko-pre.jpg%3Ftoken%3DeyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUxMiIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzNmZTgxMjU3LWJhZWMtNDNhNC04NDYwLTMyMDBkYmUzZWM1MVwvZDR5a3Vrby1hNGY3OTdkNC00NjkzLTQzN2YtOGRiYS0yYjI1YTUzZDA2Y2MuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTkwMCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.yNaFBMeFvv1KEnjSqbh-JJ6lEwX2IMiguHOmEqe0QPs&hash=a5e69c902fcb89fa71223ceceac0ab76)
kinda like this where the arms/legs are completely stretched, but it wasn't scary looking but just weird/funny looking.
Also sound was all distorted JFL, I couldn't understand a fucking thing what he was saying. At some points I felt like he was talking in mega-slowmotion like some drooling retard, but then moments later I realized I zoned out over something he said and didn't even notice he had been talking about something else for the past 5 minutes already.
Slowly the ketamine started losing its effect. ~1hour later I was back to normal and could understand what was going on. Lecture was boring asf without ketamine, but I decided to stick it to the end.
Also there was no couple making out during the fucking lecture this time. Holy fuck why did I have to get blackpilled so fucking hard during the first lecture I have attended in the last couple of years?
@RichardSpencel @6ft4
I am convinced life is a simulation designed to torture me. Imagine not attending lectures for YEARS, and then the first one you go to has a HTB and some 6'5 MTN being all touchy, making out, during the fucking lecture and they happen to be seated in front of you so you get to look at it the entire fucking time.
God was like: 'Yoo see this truecel attending the lecture? Let's make him know what life could've been like had he been 6'5'
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Why does this day mog though? Because if I didn't snort ketamine I would've rotted at home.
I had pure incel rage and depression in my brain before I snorted ketamine. Afterwards I was calm and relaxed and I didn't care that much anymore. I was able to finish the day with a calm and steady mind. I went gymcelling, played some vidya, felt okay.
If I didn't do ketamine, I would've raged all day and probably destroyed another piece of furniture in my room from rage or some shit. JFL honestly.