The spectacle of life

[Bigonial]

Sadly, without a doubt, it’s over for me. Despite my attempts to act normal or mentally there amongst females I am not. Being nuero divergent because of my past trauma (My dad making me watch him beat my mom and beating the shit out of me) has descended me from a fakecels reality. Despite my decent looks I have immense falios that ruin me. Despite joining org as of recent I’ve been in the black pill loop since 2021 feeling desperate to look better. Despite my many attempts to become a chadlite htn or chad have failed. I know surgeries are an option but I would rather rope than betabux just to feel a fake love with no meaning. In addition, I give up on competing with the genetic specimens as I am already a genetic anomaly myself. My parents are both completely subhuman and nearly deformed but passed me down perfect genetics. I mouth breathed as a kid which literally ruined those great genetics making me reccesed big nose etc. despite all of that I still stand over 6ft and mtn but it’s never enough. As a truecel the reality is lonely, dead, or simulating your life like a robot everyday. Speaking to anyone seems a waste as they don’t provide any love or care to me not even a smile for my face or a compliment about my achievements. People around me carry a deep hatred I don’t understand nor convey in real life. So throughout this process of torture and despair to my being I’ve decided roping is ideal. Before I do I’m planning to make some money then hand it to one person with potential giving them the true love their face may achieve. I wish the best for all of you, love:unknown

 

[iblamemandible7]

Damn I feel this except for the good genetics part, brutal childhood pill

 

[Bigonial]

Damn I feel this except for the good genetics part, brutal childhood pill

I’m still holding out but my depression is so fucked. Talking to anyone seems like a mistake because all I can feel in exchange for my giving is unequivocal support. This lack of any support has made me nearly emotionless seeking a reason to care about a life of no emotions or understanding. Every former “friend” I’ve had has been object against me never caring or loving except for my one non NT friend. The thing “regular” people don’t understand is that being evil or putting on a fake face isn’t worth its hype. When I’m with bro we just say whatever and do whatever without feeling a need to fit in. Not that I’m gay whatsoever but I wish someone else would understand this about me rather than ridiculing me for my looks. Despite the black pills significance I won’t be able to lose celibacy regardless of my looks. Talking to girls soon turns into them questioning my overwhelming larp and autism that makes them feel uncomfortable. Seeing the world today it seems almost as if it’s over for anyone who isn’t chadlite or above unless they are NT and very sociable. Lastly, I hope you all can find true love some day I would hope the same for me but my sanity is gone with the fake laughs, the smiles, the facial expressions that have evaporated of my face.

 

[Deleted member 147725]

I’m still holding out but my depression is so fucked. Talking to anyone seems like a mistake because all I can feel in exchange for my giving is unequivocal support. This lack of any support has made me nearly emotionless seeking a reason to care about a life of no emotions or understanding. Every former “friend” I’ve had has been object against me never caring or loving except for my one non NT friend. The thing “regular” people don’t understand is that being evil or putting on a fake face isn’t worth its hype. When I’m with bro we just say whatever and do whatever without feeling a need to fit in. Not that I’m gay whatsoever but I wish someone else would understand this about me rather than ridiculing me for my looks. Despite the black pills significance I won’t be able to lose celibacy regardless of my looks. Talking to girls soon turns into them questioning my overwhelming larp and autism that makes them feel uncomfortable. Seeing the world today it seems almost as if it’s over for anyone who isn’t chadlite or above unless they are NT and very sociable. Lastly, I hope you all can find true love some day I would hope the same for me but my sanity is gone with the fake laughs, the smiles, the facial expressions that have evaporated of my face.

Seems like u know exactly what bothers u

 

[roadtochang123]

same here brother, just thug it out. We're biological embedded to those

Ignorant is bliss

 

[BucketCrab]

Sadly, without a doubt, it’s over for me. Despite my attempts to act normal or mentally there amongst females I am not. Being nuero divergent because of my past trauma (My dad making me watch him beat my mom and beating the shit out of me) has descended me from a fakecels reality. Despite my decent looks I have immense falios that ruin me. Despite joining org as of recent I’ve been in the black pill loop since 2021 feeling desperate to look better. Despite my many attempts to become a chadlite htn or chad have failed. I know surgeries are an option but I would rather rope than betabux just to feel a fake love with no meaning. In addition, I give up on competing with the genetic specimens as I am already a genetic anomaly myself. My parents are both completely subhuman and nearly deformed but passed me down perfect genetics. I mouth breathed as a kid which literally ruined those great genetics making me reccesed big nose etc. despite all of that I still stand over 6ft and mtn but it’s never enough. As a truecel the reality is lonely, dead, or simulating your life like a robot everyday. Speaking to anyone seems a waste as they don’t provide any love or care to me not even a smile for my face or a compliment about my achievements. People around me carry a deep hatred I don’t understand nor convey in real life. So throughout this process of torture and despair to my being I’ve decided roping is ideal. Before I do I’m planning to make some money then hand it to one person with potential giving them the true love their face may achieve. I wish the best for all of you, love:unknown

Sounds like me when I was like 15-16.
Skinny like a twig, ribs visible, short, covered in acne from head to toe, phimosis dick, no idea how to dress, nonexistent family.
Awkward and invisible to everyone.
Failing school.
Bullied.
Seeing all my peers get girls while I rotted and considered roping.

You can take matters into your own hands and start fixing all your failos one after the other.
It feels impossible but it can be done, it will take years though.
You are the only one that can look after yourself. You are clay. You can mold yourself into something new. Start today.

 

[Bigonial]

Sounds like me when I was like 15-16.
Skinny like a twig, ribs visible, short, covered in acne from head to toe, phimosis dick, no idea how to dress, nonexistent family.
Awkward and invisible to everyone.
Failing school.
Bullied.
Seeing all my peers get girls while I rotted and considered roping.

You can take matters into your own hands and start fixing all your failos one after the other.
It feels impossible but it can be done, it will take years though.
You are the only one that can look after yourself. You are clay. You can mold yourself into something new. Start today.

Dude I don’t have fixable falios plus I’m just a bitch. I have manic disorder and shit post on org when things don’t go my way like I’m bling bling boy. The only bad thing I’ve gone through is getting friend zoned by a girl who already had a bf and just cares about his looks. Despite that she still tried to seduce me but I denied because I actually care about her. Idk my life is all fucked up because of some random CL that I didn’t know about. In the pursuit to get with her my friends all ostracized me so my life actually did suck when I posted that and it still does.