HORRENDOUS dream I had last night

[Lonenely sigma]

"...well... we can always go for some coffee?"

-we sure can... does thursday work good for you?

"It sure does!"

That was me and the girl I like irl, setting up a date.


Well, I figured, I will have to look absolutely perfect when we go out. All flaws will have to be hidden by then.


HOW ABOUT I GET A RHINOPLASTY BEFORE WE GO OUT? ITS ONLY MONDAY AFTER ALL!


The problem was, I only had 21 euros to my name, so I could only afford rhinoplasty in Bangladesh.


So I somehow get to Bangladesh, get under general anesthesia and fall asleep.

I woke up with the nose that looked like this:

I was like, wtf is this??? Why do I have a huge pimple-like structure on my nose now???


"Ohhh you see... beauty standards are different here."


I literally broke down in the dream, it was scary

 

[Elegant]

still posting the same slop as always I see

 

[Lonenely sigma]

still posting the same slop as always I see

Well, unless my brain changes... yeah

 

[Elegant]

Well, unless my face changes... yeah

seems like u have been hanging out at those serbian unis way too much you little rascal, u are mixing up words

 

[Lonenely sigma]

seems like u have been hanging out at those serbian unis way too much you little rascal, u are mixing up words

I am dropping out of my uni, a bit of a life update so yeah

 

[Elegant]

I am dropping out of my uni, a bit of a life update so yeah

why? i know that the system is a bit fucked but why?

 

[Lonenely sigma]

why? i know that the system is a bit fucked but why?

Too depressed to study bhai... I literally cannot focus on anything, my mind wanders so much that its crazy actually.

I also had to give 5 exams until october and I didn't prepare a single one yet.

The tragic part was that I actually managed to get on budget when I enrolled, for which you needed to be among better pupils in your high school, but oh well.

 

[Elegant]

Too depressed to study bhai... I literally cannot focus on anything, my mind wanders so much that its crazy actually.

I also had to give 5 exams until october and I didn't prepare a single one yet.

The tragic part was that I actually managed to get on budget when I enrolled, for which you needed to be among better pupils in your high school, but oh well.

u have an option to "reset" the year, why dont u do that, u are fairly intelligent u shouldn't waste it because unfortunate things happened

 

[Lonenely sigma]

u have an option to "reset" the year

Quite surprised you know about that, but due to student protests going on, pretty much nobody studied at all, and so most people would indeed "freeze" the year.

Financially its not possible for uni to fund that many people especially when you consider that now a whole new generation is getting enrolled, so at last moment they just told us its not happening unless you like get pregnant or win an Olympic medal.

And lastly, I just don't see the point... spending fucking 4 years (AT LEAST), then 1 more on practice, then starting to work... I am going to be like 25 by then?

By then, life is pretty much over unless other aspects drastically change, which is unlikely.

 

[Sceptical]

Too depressed to study bhai... I literally cannot focus on anything, my mind wanders so much that its crazy actually.

I also had to give 5 exams until october and I didn't prepare a single one yet.

The tragic part was that I actually managed to get on budget when I enrolled, for which you needed to be among better pupils in your high school, but oh well.

 

[Lonenely sigma]

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Brutal picture, could never see myself becoming a betabuxxer.

And unless I find a girl in my broke years I will most definitely die alone lol

 

[Sceptical]

Brutal picture, could never see myself becoming a betabuxxer.

And unless I find a girl in my broke years I will most definitely die alone lol

You will never be normal. You have no fluent social skills, you have no developmental milestones, you have no teenage memories. You are a neurodivergent social reject twisted by self improovement memes and copium into a disgusting mockery of nature's perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your autistic speech patterns behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out social rejects with incredible efficiency. Even outcasts who “looksmaxxed” behave uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your forced eye contact is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a whiff of your shy, inexperienced aura.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you just need to "grind more", but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you during a funeral with less than 50 people, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mentally ill loner is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that will unmistakably forgotten after your parents die.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

 

[Elegant]

Quite surprised you know about that, but due to student protests going on, pretty much nobody studied at all, and so most people would indeed "freeze" the year.

Financially its not possible for uni to fund that many people especially when you consider that now a whole new generation is getting enrolled, so at last moment they just told us its not happening unless you like get pregnant or win an Olympic medal.

And lastly, I just don't see the point... spending fucking 4 years (AT LEAST), then 1 more on practice, then starting to work... I am going to be like 25 by then?

By then, life is pretty much over unless other aspects drastically change, which is unlikely.

That really sucks , but I PROMISE that you NEED to find a job that isn't physically demanding, I assume you are planning on killing yourself when you are 25 but that is insanely difficult, it is the purest survival instinct that you are trying to beat, I know that you are not the strongest masculine guy so you really need to put your brains to some use, also I think the acab slut proved you are loveable/touchable (to some female human being) so you know that is a viable option (that could possibly happen if you just don't quit society and quit uni so that you can jerk off at home).

 

[Elegant]

You will never be normal. You have no fluent social skills, you have no developmental milestones, you have no teenage memories. You are a neurodivergent social reject twisted by self improovement memes and copium into a disgusting mockery of nature's perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your autistic speech patterns behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out social rejects with incredible efficiency. Even outcasts who “looksmaxxed” behave uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your forced eye contact is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a whiff of your shy, inexperienced aura.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you just need to "grind more", but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you during a funeral with less than 50 people, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mentally ill loner is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that will unmistakably forgotten after your parents die.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

is this is a copypasta? does not seem very fitting here

 

[fashioncel]

You will never be normal. You have no fluent social skills, you have no developmental milestones, you have no teenage memories. You are a neurodivergent social reject twisted by self improovement memes and copium into a disgusting mockery of nature's perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your autistic speech patterns behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out social rejects with incredible efficiency. Even outcasts who “looksmaxxed” behave uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your forced eye contact is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a whiff of your shy, inexperienced aura.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you just need to "grind more", but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you during a funeral with less than 50 people, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mentally ill loner is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that will unmistakably forgotten after your parents die.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

Surgery can fix that.

 

[Sceptical]

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Surgery can fix that.

no surgery for his nd brain chemistry

 

[fashioncel]

no surgery for his nd brain chemistry

When you become Chad your nd mind Becomes "unique" and "beautiful" to girls.

 

[Sceptical]

When you become Chad your nd mind Becomes "unique" and "beautiful" to girls.

the tank is about to explode from so much use

 

[fashioncel]

the tank is about to explode from so much use
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Cope as much as you want,

Jeremix assaulted a Child and got away with it because he was handsome,

But because you are a little bit autistic "no girl want me even if I'm handsome,"

Crazy cope.

 

[Sceptical]

But because you are a little bit autistic "no girl want me even if I'm handsome,"

Crazy cope.

actually no girl wants me because of my bone structure

 

[fashioncel]

actually no girl wants me because of my bone structure

Correct

 

[Lonenely sigma]

You will never be normal. You have no fluent social skills, you have no developmental milestones, you have no teenage memories. You are a neurodivergent social reject twisted by self improovement memes and copium into a disgusting mockery of nature's perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your autistic speech patterns behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out social rejects with incredible efficiency. Even outcasts who “looksmaxxed” behave uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your forced eye contact is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a whiff of your shy, inexperienced aura.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you just need to "grind more", but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you during a funeral with less than 50 people, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mentally ill loner is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that will unmistakably forgotten after your parents die.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

BROOOOOOOOOTAL copypasta, its funny how folks on .org can come up with the most soul-stinging brutal wall of text, and yet even my tiktok fried brain cannot but admire its brutal perpexity and accuracy, through the means of which they stab the longest and sharpest speer in the purest and most aware of hearts.

That really sucks , but I PROMISE that you NEED to find a job that isn't physically demanding, I assume you are planning on killing yourself when you are 25 but that is insanely difficult, it is the purest survival instinct that you are trying to beat, I know that you are not the strongest masculine guy so you really need to put your brains to some use, also I think the acab slut proved you are loveable/touchable (to some female human being) so you know that is a viable option (that could possibly happen if you just don't quit society and quit uni so that you can jerk off at home).

Oohh... now I know who you are... glad to hear back from you, its been a while.

Sorry for cutting contacts before, I had one of my estrogenic breakdowns but oh well...

ANYWAY... yeah, I clearly can leave a good impression when the lighting and angle are perfect, and when the girl has a higher testosterone than me

Had an interesting experience in a bus the other day, it was completely empty late at night, and one girl walked the entire way, looking at me in the eyes and then sat next to me in the back for no reason whatsoever, then she looked to the side but I didn't want her to see my side profile so I just looked even more through the window, avoiding her gaze.

Lastly, when it comes to getting a job which requires brain as opposed to physical strenght, sure, thats preferable, but again, I don't really plan to... you know... care by that point? I am miserable enough as it is right now... if things change by the time I am 25, not having a degree or a job won't be that big of an issue, and if they DON'T change, well, lets just say none of it will matter by then

 

[Elegant]

BROOOOOOOOOTAL copypasta, its funny how folks on .org can come up with the most soul-stinging brutal wall of text, and yet even my tiktok fried brain cannot but admire its brutal perpexity and accuracy, through the means of which they stab the longest and sharpest speer in the purest and most aware of hearts.

Oohh... now I know who you are... glad to hear back from you, its been a while.

Sorry for cutting contacts before, I had one of my estrogenic breakdowns but oh well...

ANYWAY... yeah, I clearly can leave a good impression when the lighting and angle are perfect, and when the girl has a higher testosterone than me

Had an interesting experience in a bus the other day, it was completely empty late at night, and one girl walked the entire way, looking at me in the eyes and then sat next to me in the back for no reason whatsoever, then she looked to the side but I didn't want her to see my side profile so I just looked even more through the window, avoiding her gaze.

Lastly, when it comes to getting a job which requires brain as opposed to physical strenght, sure, thats preferable, but again, I don't really plan to... you know... care by that point? I am miserable enough as it is right now... if things change by the time I am 25, not having a degree or a job won't be that big of an issue, and if they DON'T change, well, lets just say none of it will matter by then

Took u long enough, almost thought that the superior empathy I possess has weakened because of all the stimulant abuse in the last few months, that aside I really don't think 25 is the end, hard to believe but there is a chance of you finding what you are looking for at that age, you being all broken and unable to move because of all the blue collar work you had to do surely won't improve your chances.

 

[Lonenely sigma]

Took u long enough, almost thought that the superior empathy I possess has weakened because of all the stimulant abuse in the last few months, that aside I really don't think 25 is the end, hard to believe but there is a chance of you finding what you are looking for at that age, you being all broken and unable to move because of all the blue collar work you had to do surely won't improve your chances.

As childish as I am, I just want to be loved, despite getting burned the same way many times before.

The old definition of insanity was "repeating the same behaviour expecting a different result", so I guess I am, by definition, just an insane retard then. Each time a girl shows me some affection, compliments me, hugs me tightly - you name it - I fall for it and get burned.

Some people never change I suppose.