The Grinch
Don’t shit where you eat
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You’re not a genetically gifted man, you’re the bottom of society, an ugly incel who gets laughed at by everyone and your family is ashamed of you, especially your father
You will never represent a young girls erotic dream. you will never be wanted. girls will never look sexually at you.
No girl will touch herself at night over you. you will never be loved, valued or care about at all.
You’re an incel who never even got close to a wet pussy, you rot at home and jerk off to fetish-porn all day long in your dark basement, because women are naturally repulsed by your inferior genes.
Nothing you do will ever improve your sexual market value.
You will never be a Chad. You have no jaw, you have no hunter eyes, you have no chin. You are a mentally ill man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude 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 ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, 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 with a headstone marked with a photo before your looksmaxing and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man 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 is unmistakably an incel.
You will never represent a young girls erotic dream. you will never be wanted. girls will never look sexually at you.
No girl will touch herself at night over you. you will never be loved, valued or care about at all.
You’re an incel who never even got close to a wet pussy, you rot at home and jerk off to fetish-porn all day long in your dark basement, because women are naturally repulsed by your inferior genes.
Nothing you do will ever improve your sexual market value.
You will never be a Chad. You have no jaw, you have no hunter eyes, you have no chin. You are a mentally ill man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude 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 ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, 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 with a headstone marked with a photo before your looksmaxing and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man 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 is unmistakably an incel.
have a beer lil guy
