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Got off the bus from work. Haven't had my first meal and the sky was already pitch black. I felt a bit down so I found my unfortunate target for conversation: a fat black dude who got off the bus with me.
I asked him if he lives around here and he said yea. We had to go down this staircase and damn, watching him waddle down was depressing. I was in front of him walking slower so he doesn't feel bad. I was clinging hard to the rail in case he topples on me. How do people even get to this point in life. Guy looks like he's in his mid 30s and already lost the ability to walk down some stairs without wheezing.
I could tell he's pretty lonely, so he was a bit more receptive to me talking to him. If it were a white becky she would put on her earpods and ignore me like last time I tried talking to one.
He's been living in the ghetto all his life, works in fast food, and single living alone.
We both had to go to the supermarket so we went together. He just grabbed a some bags of chips and soda and headed out.
I was about to judge him, but I thought about it. If my life were that bad already, I would try to enjoy it as much as I could or go ER. You know what would be really funny. A movie plot where an obese oldcel starts training so he can go ER. Then he got so jacked he started getting laid. And he starts rethinking his ER plan. Obviously doesn't work if you are manlet ugly or bad frame but lol.
It's sad to think about how many men like these society left behind. The wall is a cope. Plastic surgery and makeup can let foids fraud up to their 50s and they will never feel what oldcels feel. This is one of the two oldcels I met this week. Another one married a post menstruations roastie late in his life and couldn't have kids even though he wanted to. She's dead now and he lives alone.
I asked him if he lives around here and he said yea. We had to go down this staircase and damn, watching him waddle down was depressing. I was in front of him walking slower so he doesn't feel bad. I was clinging hard to the rail in case he topples on me. How do people even get to this point in life. Guy looks like he's in his mid 30s and already lost the ability to walk down some stairs without wheezing.
I could tell he's pretty lonely, so he was a bit more receptive to me talking to him. If it were a white becky she would put on her earpods and ignore me like last time I tried talking to one.
He's been living in the ghetto all his life, works in fast food, and single living alone.
We both had to go to the supermarket so we went together. He just grabbed a some bags of chips and soda and headed out.
I was about to judge him, but I thought about it. If my life were that bad already, I would try to enjoy it as much as I could or go ER. You know what would be really funny. A movie plot where an obese oldcel starts training so he can go ER. Then he got so jacked he started getting laid. And he starts rethinking his ER plan. Obviously doesn't work if you are manlet ugly or bad frame but lol.
It's sad to think about how many men like these society left behind. The wall is a cope. Plastic surgery and makeup can let foids fraud up to their 50s and they will never feel what oldcels feel. This is one of the two oldcels I met this week. Another one married a post menstruations roastie late in his life and couldn't have kids even though he wanted to. She's dead now and he lives alone.