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I took the 2 minute walk to my local shop at 4pm today and I seen HOARDS of uni aged foids in Christmas jumpers all with their fake tanmaxxed legs on display in short skirts in zero degree temperatures.
It's fucking comical the depraved nature of Irish foids whereby covering the skin on their upper body means it's mandatory to have their legs on display the instant a drop of alcohol touches their lips.
Anyway as I made my way past the hoards of fake tanned foids and jack the lads I seen some Somalis around the shop as there always are and I couldn't help but wonder how they were feeling internally at being exposed to all of this?
The FOMO was pretty strong for me but at least I lived the college life and slayed my share of Irish MTBs who went out with their body on display and at least I still have the potential to slay more once I'm back working in a nightclub or if I manage to peterpanmax and mingle with students again.
The Somalis on the other hand, what hope do they have? How do they cope with what they're witnessing that they can simply never be a part of?
If it wasn't for the fact that my brain spends huge amount of computational power on the presence of ethnics in public, then I wouldn't be able to ask the question about how things are perceived from their point of view, I wouldn't be able to have empathy for them.
All the other whites that I passed just perceive the Somalis as invisible and don't even spend a microsecond questioning how they feel.
I on the otherhand am too empathetic towards them because they occupy so much of my mental bandwidth
I care more about the emotions of ethnics than any leftwing libtard who just uses ethnics as a political tool and a means to and end
I, the white ethnostate absolutist am the only person who took the time to actually ponder how the ethnics are feeling
@forevergymcelling
@wishIwasSalludon
It's fucking comical the depraved nature of Irish foids whereby covering the skin on their upper body means it's mandatory to have their legs on display the instant a drop of alcohol touches their lips.
Anyway as I made my way past the hoards of fake tanned foids and jack the lads I seen some Somalis around the shop as there always are and I couldn't help but wonder how they were feeling internally at being exposed to all of this?
The FOMO was pretty strong for me but at least I lived the college life and slayed my share of Irish MTBs who went out with their body on display and at least I still have the potential to slay more once I'm back working in a nightclub or if I manage to peterpanmax and mingle with students again.
The Somalis on the other hand, what hope do they have? How do they cope with what they're witnessing that they can simply never be a part of?
If it wasn't for the fact that my brain spends huge amount of computational power on the presence of ethnics in public, then I wouldn't be able to ask the question about how things are perceived from their point of view, I wouldn't be able to have empathy for them.
All the other whites that I passed just perceive the Somalis as invisible and don't even spend a microsecond questioning how they feel.
I on the otherhand am too empathetic towards them because they occupy so much of my mental bandwidth
I care more about the emotions of ethnics than any leftwing libtard who just uses ethnics as a political tool and a means to and end
I, the white ethnostate absolutist am the only person who took the time to actually ponder how the ethnics are feeling
@forevergymcelling
@wishIwasSalludon
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