Vermilioncore
fear god
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In 7th and 8th grade I was a pussy magnet. Women all around the school kept wanting to flirt with me or ask me out and I rejected all of them. I had so many options that I ignored most girls who tried talking to me.
I remember one time this girl said “hey ____ likes you she wants to know if you wanna date” and I said “no, sorry, she looks like a hooker.” I said it right in front of her face and she didn’t seem to care. She liked that I insulted her or some shit.
I also rejected her best friend. One time I was sitting near her friend in the cafeteria and this other girl looked at me and said “can you call ____ pretty? She is feeling sad.” And I said “no, I can’t lie.”
all the guys hated me and felt like beating the shit out of me. I was scared tbh. I had nightmares and cried at night because this big white kid who looked like Brock lesnar always tried to fight me for being a ladies man.
I remember one time this girl said “hey ____ likes you she wants to know if you wanna date” and I said “no, sorry, she looks like a hooker.” I said it right in front of her face and she didn’t seem to care. She liked that I insulted her or some shit.
I also rejected her best friend. One time I was sitting near her friend in the cafeteria and this other girl looked at me and said “can you call ____ pretty? She is feeling sad.” And I said “no, I can’t lie.”
all the guys hated me and felt like beating the shit out of me. I was scared tbh. I had nightmares and cried at night because this big white kid who looked like Brock lesnar always tried to fight me for being a ladies man.