SHARK
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I’ve written a list of all the times girls have treated me like a subhuman, like I am below them. From 7 years old to my early 20s, it’s happened again and again. While staring at the list I feel ashamed to have even thought I was good looking.
The desire for a better life will make the most intelligent men believe nonsense.
Smart ugly men will believe it’s their ‘personality’ that’s holding them back in dating, even though their whole life they’ve observed good looking guys get girls and ugly guys get nothing.
People who are sad will believe in God and heaven, in the hopes one day their suffering will pay off. Intelligent people believing in campfire story myths from 2000 years ago when nobody knew what the universe was and just wanted an explanation.
People believe putting your tongue at the top of your mouth at 20 will somehow push rock hard bone up and forward.
I’ve accepted I am ugly. I can only be rejected, ignored, mocked so many times to finally just realize the truth: I’m uglier than I thought I was.
There’s no ‘redemption’ for an ugly youth. There’s simply catching up, getting scraps from the dinner table good looking people ate at above you for years.
You sat under the table like a starving dog watching everyone have an amazing feast, and when they’re done and ready to “get serious and settle down” you act excited to get scraps of what they had. What a joke.
The desire for a better life will make the most intelligent men believe nonsense.
Smart ugly men will believe it’s their ‘personality’ that’s holding them back in dating, even though their whole life they’ve observed good looking guys get girls and ugly guys get nothing.
People who are sad will believe in God and heaven, in the hopes one day their suffering will pay off. Intelligent people believing in campfire story myths from 2000 years ago when nobody knew what the universe was and just wanted an explanation.
People believe putting your tongue at the top of your mouth at 20 will somehow push rock hard bone up and forward.
I’ve accepted I am ugly. I can only be rejected, ignored, mocked so many times to finally just realize the truth: I’m uglier than I thought I was.
There’s no ‘redemption’ for an ugly youth. There’s simply catching up, getting scraps from the dinner table good looking people ate at above you for years.
You sat under the table like a starving dog watching everyone have an amazing feast, and when they’re done and ready to “get serious and settle down” you act excited to get scraps of what they had. What a joke.