St. Wristcel
German Workers’ Party
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HEY GUYS, SINCE I HAVE NO WHERE ELSE TO REFLECT ON MY FLEETING YOUTH AND SORROWS I WILL SHARE THEM WITH YOU. TODAY I SHARE WITH YOU THE FIRST AND LAST TIME A GIRL TREATED ME WITH KINDNESS.
OF COURSE, THE STORY TAKES PLACE BEFORE PUBERTY DESTROYED THE SANCTITY OF CHILDLIKE INNOCENCE. IT WAS THE 5TH GRADE, I WAS APPROXIMATELY 10 YEARS OLD. I SOME HOW LIKE THE TRUECEL I AM ENDED UP ALONE FOR THE CARD GAMES BECAUSE MY FRIENDS LEFT ME FOR CHAD. (JFL)
OUT OF NO WHERE, THIS POLISH IMMIGRANT GIRL ASKED ME IF I WANTED TO BE PARTNERS, I SAID YES OF COURSE. BECAUSE A YOUNG NIGGA WAS A SIMP YA FEEL. SHE WAS A NEW STUDENT AT THE TIME. AT THIS POINT, WE ACTUALLY WERE SMILING AND EXCHANGING LAUGHS, PLAYING CARDS FOR THE ALLOTTED TIME THE TEACHER GAVE US.
SHE ASKED ABOUT MY FRIENDS AND I TOLD HER HOW THEY LEFT ME FOR CHAD AND I STILL REMEMBER HER SAYING TO ME ROUGHLY: “OMG THAT’S SO SAD, WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?” AND SHE EXPRESSED ACTUAL HUMAN EMPATHY. (UNHEARD OF IN THE 21ST CENTURY FOIDLET)
ASTOUNDINGLY, AFTER THIS, WE WERE TOLD TO SIT BACK IN OUR SEATS AND SHE FOLLOWED ME BACK TO MINE. THIS IS THE CRAZY PART BECAUSE AFTER 6-7 YEARS I REMEMBER EVERY DETAIL. IT WAS THE TOP RIGHT OF THE CLASSROOM AND THE WEATHER WAS SUNNY, IN THE 80s. THE ROOM INSIDE HOWEVER WAS FREEZING AND I REMEMBER HER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND THE TEACHER’S DRESS. THEY LET US PLAY A LITTLE LONGER.
SHE PICKED UP A PENCIL AND STARTED IT BLOWING IT TOWARDS ME. I REMEMBER EXACTLY HOW HER BREATH FELT, IT WAS COLD AND TICKLED. I BLEW IT BACK AND WE PLAYED THIS GAME FOR A LITTLE LONGER. HER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WERE SO CUTE AND HUMAN JFL. WE DID THIS UNTIL CLASS WAS DISMISSED AND SHE SAID GOODBYE, WEEKS LATER SHE MOVED TO A NEW CITY.
JFL AT MY INCEL LIFE AND STORIES. CURSE MY FATE.
@personalityinkwell @Good_Little_Goy @niggerjew @rightfulcel thoughts on my essay ?
OF COURSE, THE STORY TAKES PLACE BEFORE PUBERTY DESTROYED THE SANCTITY OF CHILDLIKE INNOCENCE. IT WAS THE 5TH GRADE, I WAS APPROXIMATELY 10 YEARS OLD. I SOME HOW LIKE THE TRUECEL I AM ENDED UP ALONE FOR THE CARD GAMES BECAUSE MY FRIENDS LEFT ME FOR CHAD. (JFL)
OUT OF NO WHERE, THIS POLISH IMMIGRANT GIRL ASKED ME IF I WANTED TO BE PARTNERS, I SAID YES OF COURSE. BECAUSE A YOUNG NIGGA WAS A SIMP YA FEEL. SHE WAS A NEW STUDENT AT THE TIME. AT THIS POINT, WE ACTUALLY WERE SMILING AND EXCHANGING LAUGHS, PLAYING CARDS FOR THE ALLOTTED TIME THE TEACHER GAVE US.
SHE ASKED ABOUT MY FRIENDS AND I TOLD HER HOW THEY LEFT ME FOR CHAD AND I STILL REMEMBER HER SAYING TO ME ROUGHLY: “OMG THAT’S SO SAD, WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?” AND SHE EXPRESSED ACTUAL HUMAN EMPATHY. (UNHEARD OF IN THE 21ST CENTURY FOIDLET)
ASTOUNDINGLY, AFTER THIS, WE WERE TOLD TO SIT BACK IN OUR SEATS AND SHE FOLLOWED ME BACK TO MINE. THIS IS THE CRAZY PART BECAUSE AFTER 6-7 YEARS I REMEMBER EVERY DETAIL. IT WAS THE TOP RIGHT OF THE CLASSROOM AND THE WEATHER WAS SUNNY, IN THE 80s. THE ROOM INSIDE HOWEVER WAS FREEZING AND I REMEMBER HER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND THE TEACHER’S DRESS. THEY LET US PLAY A LITTLE LONGER.
SHE PICKED UP A PENCIL AND STARTED IT BLOWING IT TOWARDS ME. I REMEMBER EXACTLY HOW HER BREATH FELT, IT WAS COLD AND TICKLED. I BLEW IT BACK AND WE PLAYED THIS GAME FOR A LITTLE LONGER. HER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WERE SO CUTE AND HUMAN JFL. WE DID THIS UNTIL CLASS WAS DISMISSED AND SHE SAID GOODBYE, WEEKS LATER SHE MOVED TO A NEW CITY.
JFL AT MY INCEL LIFE AND STORIES. CURSE MY FATE.
@personalityinkwell @Good_Little_Goy @niggerjew @rightfulcel thoughts on my essay ?
