
TrueNateJacobs
I just want to be beautiful
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Everyone always talks about slaying, and fucking girls.
But not having somebody, that loneliness is crippling.
I just want to be held.
I just want to be genuinely cared for.
Even kissing girls at parties doesn’t fill that void, because I know it’s meaningless.
It’s transactional.
It would be some other guy all the same.
They don’t care that it’s me.
When one of my female friends grabs my arm, or pinches my ear, or plays with my hair, I think about that for weeks and it stays in my mind forever.
I would just like a hug.
I have made out with countless girls, yet I have never actually hugged one.
To simply hold a girl, and pour my love into her.
Oh god just to be held.
To me, simple things like that are more intimate than soulless “slays” or makeouts.
When my friends talk badly about their girlfriends, or when they make them upset, all i can think to myself is that i want to fucking hit something.
They literally have a shining diamond in front of them and yet they don’t worship it and revere it.
All i can think is that I would never take a girl for granted like that.
Maybe that is cuckfueled; watching my friend’s relationships and wishing it were me, but its how I feel.
If i were just attractive enough.
Conveying this concept is extremely difficult because no matter what, you just come across as a loser incel cuck who worships foids, but thats not the case.
I could have a “girlfriend” right now.
I could have a solid hmtb who loves me and holds me, but i cant.
I need to fall in love.
It needs to be natural, and many people, especially my male friends dont understand that.
Obviously I am horny, and I would like to fuck girls, but without the testosterone and hormones clouding my judgment, I would choose love over sex 1000x
I would trade everything for true love.
To me, that is the point of this all.
I would rather be a fucking subhuman curry in india who actually has true love with his subhuman wife,
than be a rich swedish chad billionaire who soullessly slays stacies every night, and I swear that upon my soul.
But not having somebody, that loneliness is crippling.
I just want to be held.
I just want to be genuinely cared for.
Even kissing girls at parties doesn’t fill that void, because I know it’s meaningless.
It’s transactional.
It would be some other guy all the same.
They don’t care that it’s me.
When one of my female friends grabs my arm, or pinches my ear, or plays with my hair, I think about that for weeks and it stays in my mind forever.
I would just like a hug.
I have made out with countless girls, yet I have never actually hugged one.
To simply hold a girl, and pour my love into her.
Oh god just to be held.
To me, simple things like that are more intimate than soulless “slays” or makeouts.
When my friends talk badly about their girlfriends, or when they make them upset, all i can think to myself is that i want to fucking hit something.
They literally have a shining diamond in front of them and yet they don’t worship it and revere it.
All i can think is that I would never take a girl for granted like that.
Maybe that is cuckfueled; watching my friend’s relationships and wishing it were me, but its how I feel.
If i were just attractive enough.
Conveying this concept is extremely difficult because no matter what, you just come across as a loser incel cuck who worships foids, but thats not the case.
I could have a “girlfriend” right now.
I could have a solid hmtb who loves me and holds me, but i cant.
I need to fall in love.
It needs to be natural, and many people, especially my male friends dont understand that.
Obviously I am horny, and I would like to fuck girls, but without the testosterone and hormones clouding my judgment, I would choose love over sex 1000x
I would trade everything for true love.
To me, that is the point of this all.
I would rather be a fucking subhuman curry in india who actually has true love with his subhuman wife,
than be a rich swedish chad billionaire who soullessly slays stacies every night, and I swear that upon my soul.