thecel
narrow-orbits brachy-skull ogre
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Normie Version:
I was very nervous and awkward at yesterday’s job interview, and I didn’t get the job. I am so sad and spent all day today binge-watching YouTube and pornography. Maybe it’s not even worth it to keep trying. This is the 69th job I've applied to, and at this rate I’ll probably never get a job and leave my parents’ basement. Though I worked so hard (over 7 and a half years) for a chance at a normal life, my crush’s boyfriend barely puts in any effort yet is rich and famous just because of his good looks. I caught them having oral sex on her balcony last year, and memories like that still haunt me to this day. He pisses me the fuck off. Fuck, the world is so unfair. I’ve been contemplating suicide. This time I really feel like ending it all.
Incel Version:
I had some sperggy autist, mentalcel moments at my jobmaxing attempt yesterday, and I didn’t land the wageslave opportunity. All day today I coped by rotting on YouTube and cooming. After 69 tries, is the juice even worth the squeeze? I’ll be a permarotter and never escape the basement-dweller life. I studymaxed and moneymaxed for 400 weeks but got no results, and my oneitis’s Chad is just 1 Meeks with Barrett-tier forward growth. I probably skillmog him to Gandy and back, yet he moneymogs and famemogs me to O’Pry’s lateral orbital rims. I got cucked last year by seeing her on her balcony sucking the coom out Chad’s BBC as forcefully as a pool drain, and I still haven’t gotten over it as they live rent-free in my head. I wanna go ER on him. Clown world. Utter ropefuel. My rope is tied already. This time I feel like visiting Gandy ded srs.
I was very nervous and awkward at yesterday’s job interview, and I didn’t get the job. I am so sad and spent all day today binge-watching YouTube and pornography. Maybe it’s not even worth it to keep trying. This is the 69th job I've applied to, and at this rate I’ll probably never get a job and leave my parents’ basement. Though I worked so hard (over 7 and a half years) for a chance at a normal life, my crush’s boyfriend barely puts in any effort yet is rich and famous just because of his good looks. I caught them having oral sex on her balcony last year, and memories like that still haunt me to this day. He pisses me the fuck off. Fuck, the world is so unfair. I’ve been contemplating suicide. This time I really feel like ending it all.
Incel Version:
I had some sperggy autist, mentalcel moments at my jobmaxing attempt yesterday, and I didn’t land the wageslave opportunity. All day today I coped by rotting on YouTube and cooming. After 69 tries, is the juice even worth the squeeze? I’ll be a permarotter and never escape the basement-dweller life. I studymaxed and moneymaxed for 400 weeks but got no results, and my oneitis’s Chad is just 1 Meeks with Barrett-tier forward growth. I probably skillmog him to Gandy and back, yet he moneymogs and famemogs me to O’Pry’s lateral orbital rims. I got cucked last year by seeing her on her balcony sucking the coom out Chad’s BBC as forcefully as a pool drain, and I still haven’t gotten over it as they live rent-free in my head. I wanna go ER on him. Clown world. Utter ropefuel. My rope is tied already. This time I feel like visiting Gandy ded srs.
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