POV: It's 2039

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You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

 

[mcmentalonthemic]

Then you wake up, it's February 2023, and you're watching your first K Shami tiktok video about Retinol.

 

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@Gengar ayo rate my creative writing

 

[Gengar]

@Gengar ayo rate my creative writing

11/10 ngl

 

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@trueadam1 @registerfasterusing @EthiopianMaxxer @134applesauce456

 

[registerfasterusing]

You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

Should I tribute this

 

[FredoEstelar]

Blade runner 2039

 

[yochico_yojordan]

Then you wake up, it's February 2023, and you're watching your first K Shami tiktok video about Retinol.

>scroll down
>CHICO VS JORDAN MOG BATTLE
>What is the dilllon latham perm and how do you ask for it?
>Tongue scrapers are the new meta for good breath
>BEST cologne scents
>Glow up tip 7/100

We're so fucking back

 

[mcmentalonthemic]

>scroll down
>CHICO VS JORDAN MOG BATTLE
>What is the dilllon latham perm and how do you ask for it?
>Tongue scrapers are the new meta for good breath
>BEST cologne scents
>Glow up tip 7/100

We're so fucking back

Shut the fuck up

 

[yochico_yojordan]

Shut the fuck up

 

[registerfasterusing]

>scroll down
>CHICO VS JORDAN MOG BATTLE
>What is the dilllon latham perm and how do you ask for it?
>Tongue scrapers are the new meta for good breath
>BEST cologne scents
>Glow up tip 7/100

We're so fucking back

@valentine

 

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Should I tribute this

yes pls

 

[acm]

Blade runner 2039

more like blade runner 2067

 

[EthiopianMaxxer]

>scroll down
>CHICO VS JORDAN MOG BATTLE
>What is the dilllon latham perm and how do you ask for it?
>Tongue scrapers are the new meta for good breath
>BEST cologne scents
>Glow up tip 7/100

We're so fucking back

this was actually peak ngl

 

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[Aristotélēs]

Spoiler

dnr

 

[chris34]

You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

Peak writing creativity brocel here’s my rep

 

[chris34]

Spoiler

dnr

Missed out

 

[Idontknow-]

You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

Make a book bro

 

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Make a book bro

too hard for me

 

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[trueadam1]

You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

this is absolutely beautfiul

 

[sarmatian]

Then you wake up, it's February 2023, and you're watching your first K Shami tiktok video about Retinol.

Nostalgia hurts more than a bullet.

 

[AustrianMogger]

I would just fuck htb and raise nt child.
Ideally you blackpill the foid after reach chadlite and tall status.
Then when she relaises your infalability she will agree that looksmaxxing is only way to reach true freedom.
Your gf might then even do some looksmaxes with you (going to same surgeon)
And looksmaxxing your kid (giving it hgh and good diet, studying)
And later your kids will surgerymax as well.
In 2039 if you reached true freedom (chadlite and above 6ft barefoot) she might even roleplay as your sexslave with you

 

[LTNUser]

Should I tribute this

Tribute to what ?

 

[registerfasterusing]

Tribute to what ?

Cum

 

[Francisco_Bs]

You've somehow escaped your inkwell genetic-fate and had a child with an LTB. Now you've dedicated your whole life to raising project Chad (you aborted the previous two girls). You already abandoned the LTB mother so you can fully maximize him yourself and don't have to deal with her bluepilled cope.

You've suddenly just been called into your 12 year old sons school into the principals office. At school — he spilt the secret. Your sons school teacher noticed his zygos were a little discoloured and was brought in for questioning. In the office, he was shocked to find out that everyone else in the school weren't getting HGH injections, nightly bonesmashing sessions, a diet of only raw meat, and getting whipped for mouth breathing.

The cops have been called and you watch as your child named "Chad" is brought back to his looksminning, bluepilled mother whom he was told was dead. There is nothing you can do except watch as he hyperventilates through his mouth with joy and is fed goyslop as a treat. You go to prison and realise it never begun; No amount of rereads of BotB on .org or studying craniofacial growth can ever help you escape your chud destiny. As you put the rope around your neck, you think back to yourself

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it never begun"

Looksmaxxing would be probably dead in 2039

 

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