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rawdogprince
Lily Maymac's Cuck
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He was lonely and had social anxiety. His idea of putting himself out there was going outside and sitting on a chair hoping girls would come talk to him. He dressed up nice and got a nice car too. He did a lot but couldn't do the only things that matter: approach, initiate, and socialize. I can't do anything more than him. You ask me to start a conversation with anyone (even a fucking cashier) and I can't do it. It's like if someone were to ask you to jump off a cliff. You know you can do it but your brain doesn't let you. It's bad.