Your oneitis will never fall in love with you.

[iownvetements]

Perhaps you see her routinely in your school or workplace. The first time you saw her, you were overcome with a strong urge of desire. You didn't know her name yet, but you were eager to find out. Days past, and you overhear her name being said while walking past her as she's chatting with her friends. You've grown an obsession over a girl you haven't ever spoken to. You always fix your hair and walk tall assuming she'll notice you -- but she never does. If anyone asks, to her, you're just some random guy who she sees frequently.

She doesn't like you, she never did. Your yearning mind just convinced you that you had a chance. Maybe you finally grew the courage to go up to her, and start small talk -- to no avail. You probably stuttered on the first sentence, sweat grew on your forehead, maybe even your breath stinked. The interaction was awkward, and probably increased her dissatisfaction for you even more. It's brutal, but it's how the world works. There is no hope for any LTN's and lower in this world, and there never was. Suicide is the only option.

 

[iownvetements]

sorry boyos

 

[Somatropin]

Perhaps you see her routinely in your school or workplace. The first time you saw her, you were overcome with a strong urge of desire. You didn't know her name yet, but you were eager to find out. Days past, and you overhear her name being said while walking past her as she's chatting with her friends. You've grown an obsession over a girl you haven't ever spoken to. You always fix your hair and walk tall assuming she'll notice you -- but she never does. If anyone asks, to her, you're just some random guy who she sees frequently.

She doesn't like you, she never did. Your yearning mind just convinced you that you had a chance. Maybe you finally grew the courage to go up to her, and start small talk -- to no avail. You probably stuttered on the first sentence, sweat grew on your forehead, maybe even your breath stinked. The interaction was awkward, and probably increased her dissatisfaction for you even more. It's brutal, but it's how the world works. There is no hope for any LTN's and lower in this world, and there never was. Suicide is the only option.

DNR im approaching my oneitis next week

 

[alurmo]

Perhaps you see her routinely in your school or workplace. The first time you saw her, you were overcome with a strong urge of desire. You didn't know her name yet, but you were eager to find out. Days past, and you overhear her name being said while walking past her as she's chatting with her friends. You've grown an obsession over a girl you haven't ever spoken to. You always fix your hair and walk tall assuming she'll notice you -- but she never does. If anyone asks, to her, you're just some random guy who she sees frequently.

She doesn't like you, she never did. Your yearning mind just convinced you that you had a chance. Maybe you finally grew the courage to go up to her, and start small talk -- to no avail. You probably stuttered on the first sentence, sweat grew on your forehead, maybe even your breath stinked. The interaction was awkward, and probably increased her dissatisfaction for you even more. It's brutal, but it's how the world works. There is no hope for any LTN's and lower in this world, and there never was. Suicide is the only option.

Nah I still see me fucking her idc

 

[Lefty Rankin]

Perhaps you see her routinely in your school or workplace. The first time you saw her, you were overcome with a strong urge of desire. You didn't know her name yet, but you were eager to find out. Days past, and you overhear her name being said while walking past her as she's chatting with her friends. You've grown an obsession over a girl you haven't ever spoken to. You always fix your hair and walk tall assuming she'll notice you -- but she never does. If anyone asks, to her, you're just some random guy who she sees frequently.

She doesn't like you, she never did. Your yearning mind just convinced you that you had a chance. Maybe you finally grew the courage to go up to her, and start small talk -- to no avail. You probably stuttered on the first sentence, sweat grew on your forehead, maybe even your breath stinked. The interaction was awkward, and probably increased her dissatisfaction for you even more. It's brutal, but it's how the world works. There is no hope for any LTN's and lower in this world, and there never was. Suicide is the only option.

I've always asked the names of the girls I liked at work before I overheard someone else say it. I always fucked them too. And small talk is something I never do. Never.