PseudoMaxxer
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Now, let’s say you are at the bar on a saturday night.
You think you look good, got your new jacket, hair looking fresh and good, fit is in point.
You sit down and order something to drink with your girl, since somehow you achieved getting interest from one that goes in your same school because of your connections.
You are sat down and the bar is full of girls and your dopamine is high thinking they are looking at you and fantasizing. You hear your chair move and a guy in some normie clothes, that looks unkept and doesn’t smell of fresh cologne sits right by you and orders a drink.
You don’t make much of it and you go back to talk with your girl but the moment you look at her, she’s not looking at you. You check again and see this guy face.
Looking back at your girlfriend you immediately imagine her point of you and realize that what she is seeing is this.
You in the right, “pretty boy maxxed” and this random silent guy.
You look at him and he’s all hunched down but strangely he still sits as tall as you.
You look behind you and the bar went silent. All the girls are looking at him. He downs half a glass of whiskey and looks besides you.
He smiles looking at your girl, he sits up and he hits his head of the little roof part over the sits in the bar.
He walks out and your girl with every other girl keeps tracking him with their sight. Girls wake up and go after him.
You look down and understand.
Days later your girl starts acting weird and doesn’t seem to talk to you as sweetly as before.
Your girl leaves you after 2 weeks saying you never made her feel happy.
Now you are back at the same bar, drinking and getting wasted to kill the pain.
You hear the door open again and you see it.
Your girl and that guy walking in.
You never could have done anything for it. You thought you was good looking and your personality was perfect.
But god decided that when you were born, that you wouldn’t have been enough.
You go home and start understanding reality and you swallow the pill.
You kill yourself after a year later when your girlfriend posts on facebook a pic of her newborn in the hands of that guy.
Now, let’s say you are at the bar on a saturday night.
You think you look good, got your new jacket, hair looking fresh and good, fit is in point.
You sit down and order something to drink with your girl, since somehow you achieved getting interest from one that goes in your same school because of your connections.
You are sat down and the bar is full of girls and your dopamine is high thinking they are looking at you and fantasizing. You hear your chair move and a guy in some normie clothes, that looks unkept and doesn’t smell of fresh cologne sits right by you and orders a drink.
You don’t make much of it and you go back to talk with your girl but the moment you look at her, she’s not looking at you. You check again and see this guy face.
Looking back at your girlfriend you immediately imagine her point of you and realize that what she is seeing is this.
You in the right, “pretty boy maxxed” and this random silent guy.
You look at him and he’s all hunched down but strangely he still sits as tall as you.
You look behind you and the bar went silent. All the girls are looking at him. He downs half a glass of whiskey and looks besides you.
He smiles looking at your girl, he sits up and he hits his head of the little roof part over the sits in the bar.
He walks out and your girl with every other girl keeps tracking him with their sight. Girls wake up and go after him.
You look down and understand.
Days later your girl starts acting weird and doesn’t seem to talk to you as sweetly as before.
Your girl leaves you after 2 weeks saying you never made her feel happy.
Now you are back at the same bar, drinking and getting wasted to kill the pain.
You hear the door open again and you see it.
Your girl and that guy walking in.
You never could have done anything for it. You thought you was good looking and your personality was perfect.
But god decided that when you were born, that you wouldn’t have been enough.
You go home and start understanding reality and you swallow the pill.
You kill yourself after a year later when your girlfriend posts on facebook a pic of her newborn in the hands of that guy.
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