Curry Suicide
Satanic Truecel
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In 2007 I met my oneitis. She was from a different school. She really was perfect for me, I remember looking at her for the first time - she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. She wasn't a typical stacy, she was really pleasant and was nice to me, despite my subhuman looks. Before I had met her, I'd never really cared about girls, I was doing OK in life despite being bullied.
One day I decided to ask her out. I got up that morning, got ready, took time over my appearance. I was excited and nervous. Before I was going to leave my house, I looked in the mirror. What I saw in the mirror was a disgusting, deformed subhuman monster. I asked myself if I was worthy of her, and my mind said no. My heart dropped and I sat down and just cried. And I decided not to go, I skipped that day and stayed at home. I haven't seen her since.
Since that year, my life has slowly been getting worse. I think about her every day, imagining how different my life could have been. I haven't met a girl like her since, and I don't think I ever will. I met a girl who I would've been happy with forever, for all eternity. But now my whole life has disintegrated so badly that I don't think I can ever recover. Not just looks-wise, but in every aspect - grades, work, social skills. I can't make my parents proud, I can't get a good job. I can't live up to their expectations. I just want death to come and take me.
And she is living a happy life right now, forgetting that I ever existed, while I rot.
One day I decided to ask her out. I got up that morning, got ready, took time over my appearance. I was excited and nervous. Before I was going to leave my house, I looked in the mirror. What I saw in the mirror was a disgusting, deformed subhuman monster. I asked myself if I was worthy of her, and my mind said no. My heart dropped and I sat down and just cried. And I decided not to go, I skipped that day and stayed at home. I haven't seen her since.
Since that year, my life has slowly been getting worse. I think about her every day, imagining how different my life could have been. I haven't met a girl like her since, and I don't think I ever will. I met a girl who I would've been happy with forever, for all eternity. But now my whole life has disintegrated so badly that I don't think I can ever recover. Not just looks-wise, but in every aspect - grades, work, social skills. I can't make my parents proud, I can't get a good job. I can't live up to their expectations. I just want death to come and take me.
And she is living a happy life right now, forgetting that I ever existed, while I rot.