Deleted member 5746
Coping manlets hate me - Manlet killer
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I dont have a purpose. Really. You will say looksmaxxing? Seriously? You're really going to tell me the point of my life is improving how I look so some girls might (consider) me as a dateable option - and honestly who gives a shit if they consider me or if they dont, i'd be replacable in that situation and its an empty relationship
To find "the one"?
There isn't "the one" for me. Even if there was a girl who liked my appearance I would not want an LTR with her, because my life has made me into the kind of person who should be shot in the back of the head for the good of the society, rather than be a part of it. I would be the abusive piece of shit that feminists complain about.
To "be mog"? and other retarded copes like feeling good about urself?
I dont care how I feel about myself. Actually nvm, I feel very good about myself. I feel I am more powerful, more good looking, and posess something that every other man does. This doesn't make me not a subhuman. This just makes me the top subhuman. The top fish is still a fish, and is still a subhuman compared to the bottom poor bum human.
A currycel family in Punjab may not be able to get their hands on expensive caviar from the carribean, but that doesn't mean the fish is better thanthe currycels. The currycels are still superior beings to the fish they can't afford. A 0.1/10 female is still superior to the 9/10 chad she can't get to even look into her direction. By the virtueof being a female.
Im the best man around, but really i'm just the biggest among fish. I'll never get to be the currycel family.
What purpose do I have in life? To conform to some stupid shit set up by society and make my mother le happy? Who gives ashit. she hasplenty other kids besides me and quite frankly its her fault im here. Every day I wake up and I look outside and I realize I am looking onto myself. Im no more myself than the palm tree outside my window. I have no more significance to myself than clouds outside.
i am not leanmaxxing. I am starving and I hope one day i will. I wish i would die in russia, and maybe i will. Who knows? I still have a long time to live. Perhaps 60 or 70 years if im unlucky. Maybe a year if i am. I really want to go back to my homeland. Walk along the kokshaga river and then shoot myself in the head. My body would fall in the river and then kokshaga would wash it into the volga. If nobody would pick me up along the way, the volga would eventually carry me to the caspian sea. Perhaps my corpse would wash up on the shores of Iran and some sandcel would make leather out of my skin and sell it on some bazaar in tehran. Perhaps some beautiful iranian woman would buy a leather coat made from my skin. everything would make a lot of sense then. She'd be a very special person, without even knowing it.
To find "the one"?
There isn't "the one" for me. Even if there was a girl who liked my appearance I would not want an LTR with her, because my life has made me into the kind of person who should be shot in the back of the head for the good of the society, rather than be a part of it. I would be the abusive piece of shit that feminists complain about.
To "be mog"? and other retarded copes like feeling good about urself?
I dont care how I feel about myself. Actually nvm, I feel very good about myself. I feel I am more powerful, more good looking, and posess something that every other man does. This doesn't make me not a subhuman. This just makes me the top subhuman. The top fish is still a fish, and is still a subhuman compared to the bottom poor bum human.
A currycel family in Punjab may not be able to get their hands on expensive caviar from the carribean, but that doesn't mean the fish is better thanthe currycels. The currycels are still superior beings to the fish they can't afford. A 0.1/10 female is still superior to the 9/10 chad she can't get to even look into her direction. By the virtueof being a female.
Im the best man around, but really i'm just the biggest among fish. I'll never get to be the currycel family.
What purpose do I have in life? To conform to some stupid shit set up by society and make my mother le happy? Who gives ashit. she hasplenty other kids besides me and quite frankly its her fault im here. Every day I wake up and I look outside and I realize I am looking onto myself. Im no more myself than the palm tree outside my window. I have no more significance to myself than clouds outside.
i am not leanmaxxing. I am starving and I hope one day i will. I wish i would die in russia, and maybe i will. Who knows? I still have a long time to live. Perhaps 60 or 70 years if im unlucky. Maybe a year if i am. I really want to go back to my homeland. Walk along the kokshaga river and then shoot myself in the head. My body would fall in the river and then kokshaga would wash it into the volga. If nobody would pick me up along the way, the volga would eventually carry me to the caspian sea. Perhaps my corpse would wash up on the shores of Iran and some sandcel would make leather out of my skin and sell it on some bazaar in tehran. Perhaps some beautiful iranian woman would buy a leather coat made from my skin. everything would make a lot of sense then. She'd be a very special person, without even knowing it.
