The unreachable emotional benchmark pill is brutal

[edodalic29]

Every woman has him , the man who got away, the phantom that lives in the back of her mind. You could be a Chad, 6’4”, jaw carved by angels, millionaire with a clean soul, and it wouldn’t matter. You’re not him. You’re not the memory she replays when she’s alone and nostalgic. That man is a ghost , immortalized by time, protected by fantasy, untouchable by reality. You’re fighting an illusion that doesn’t bleed, doesn’t age, doesn’t disappoint. It’s not about being better , it’s that she already built a shrine in her mind, and no living man can live up to a dead god. And the worst part? She might not even realize she’s doing it. But you’ll feel it , in her silence, in her distance, in the way she looks past you. That’s not you she’s seeing. It’s him.

Every women secretly has that guy that got away or secretly loved , doesnt it sound cuckfuel ? So next time as your about to send that text or confirm that date , just know your playing a game u will never win .

 

[superpsycho]

this is how i feel about my oneitis

 

[veganessujuc@gmail.]

Every woman has him , the man who got away, the phantom that lives in the back of her mind. You could be a Chad, 6’4”, jaw carved by angels, millionaire with a clean soul, and it wouldn’t matter. You’re not him. You’re not the memory she replays when she’s alone and nostalgic. That man is a ghost , immortalized by time, protected by fantasy, untouchable by reality. You’re fighting an illusion that doesn’t bleed, doesn’t age, doesn’t disappoint. It’s not about being better , it’s that she already built a shrine in her mind, and no living man can live up to a dead god. And the worst part? She might not even realize she’s doing it. But you’ll feel it , in her silence, in her distance, in the way she looks past you. That’s not you she’s seeing. It’s him.

Every women secretly has that guy that got away or secretly loved , doesnt it sound cuckfuel ? So next time as your about to send that text or confirm that date , just know your playing a game u will never win .

This is true. Im my gfs that guy lol. She first met me at like 7 yrs old, havent seen each other for like 6 years atleast. Saw each other again and she went and approached and started flirting with me. Luckiest shit to ever happen to me. If this wasn't the case i would be a kissless, hugless, handholdless truecel.

 

[veganessujuc@gmail.]

Every woman has him , the man who got away, the phantom that lives in the back of her mind. You could be a Chad, 6’4”, jaw carved by angels, millionaire with a clean soul, and it wouldn’t matter. You’re not him. You’re not the memory she replays when she’s alone and nostalgic. That man is a ghost , immortalized by time, protected by fantasy, untouchable by reality. You’re fighting an illusion that doesn’t bleed, doesn’t age, doesn’t disappoint. It’s not about being better , it’s that she already built a shrine in her mind, and no living man can live up to a dead god. And the worst part? She might not even realize she’s doing it. But you’ll feel it , in her silence, in her distance, in the way she looks past you. That’s not you she’s seeing. It’s him.

Every women secretly has that guy that got away or secretly loved , doesnt it sound cuckfuel ? So next time as your about to send that text or confirm that date , just know your playing a game u will never win .

This is true. Im my gfs that guy lol. She first met me at like 7 yrs old, havent seen each other for like 6 years. Then we meet again and apparently she was obsessed with me. If this didn't happen i would be a kissless, hugless, handholdless virgin. Luckiest shit to ever happen to me. And for the first year we where together (i was not fucking ready for a relationship) i did EVERYTHING wrong and was (not even on purpose) a fucking ass hole and she still stuck to me somehow.
"just be first bro"​

 

[veganessujuc@gmail.]

this shit got bugged it didnt show i already posted my reply and instead my incomplete reply resulted as still saved but not posted.

 

[Sprinkles]

Every woman has him , the man who got away, the phantom that lives in the back of her mind. You could be a Chad, 6’4”, jaw carved by angels, millionaire with a clean soul, and it wouldn’t matter. You’re not him. You’re not the memory she replays when she’s alone and nostalgic. That man is a ghost , immortalized by time, protected by fantasy, untouchable by reality. You’re fighting an illusion that doesn’t bleed, doesn’t age, doesn’t disappoint. It’s not about being better , it’s that she already built a shrine in her mind, and no living man can live up to a dead god. And the worst part? She might not even realize she’s doing it. But you’ll feel it , in her silence, in her distance, in the way she looks past you. That’s not you she’s seeing. It’s him.

Every women secretly has that guy that got away or secretly loved , doesnt it sound cuckfuel ? So next time as your about to send that text or confirm that date , just know your playing a game u will never win .

it establishes a sort of “what could have been” mystery and intrigue

what you wanted but never got to get type shi

 

[spanishmog]

just kill me