chad_prodigy
diagnosed altruist
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not that i hate my life now, but reminiscing on it feels surreal, like it was a dream
obviously, the catch is in having the right type of good looks and not being a male bimbo; once you've passed that threshold, it's a 5-year long orgasmic experience
i could write an essay about it, but i know people here are only sensitive when it comes to bragging, but, somehow, fail to detect weak humblebragging, which is way cringier, so i won't
my peak memories from that period aren't even related to fucking attractive girls. just walking around the campus while having the ideal type of looks magnified by status and everything else that comes with it feels like a heroin high
going to the library to study, sitting at a bench in the central park of the campus with your friends and chatting during a perfect early summer evening, heading to the court to play futsal (and being approached with "where are you going" and told "can i play with you" after responding to the girl who approached you or something like that almost every time, lmao), getting treated like a celeb in an environment loaded with prime girls, having your position acknowledged by other guys 10 x per day and so on ... jesus, i should have offed myself after graduating. that kind of experience ain't repeating
obviously, the catch is in having the right type of good looks and not being a male bimbo; once you've passed that threshold, it's a 5-year long orgasmic experience
i could write an essay about it, but i know people here are only sensitive when it comes to bragging, but, somehow, fail to detect weak humblebragging, which is way cringier, so i won't
my peak memories from that period aren't even related to fucking attractive girls. just walking around the campus while having the ideal type of looks magnified by status and everything else that comes with it feels like a heroin high
going to the library to study, sitting at a bench in the central park of the campus with your friends and chatting during a perfect early summer evening, heading to the court to play futsal (and being approached with "where are you going" and told "can i play with you" after responding to the girl who approached you or something like that almost every time, lmao), getting treated like a celeb in an environment loaded with prime girls, having your position acknowledged by other guys 10 x per day and so on ... jesus, i should have offed myself after graduating. that kind of experience ain't repeating
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