brutalizing you only made her more wet. women love psychopaths

Yeah he broke his ribs and threatened him with a knife, but I’m positive there’s a good person somewhere in him teehee

She can change him!

Mother's infidelity.

She was bored.

(Not an incel, just agree and talk about the blackpill) For most of my life I was kinda a slob, incredibly thin Lanklet with a 15.4 BMI. Until junior yet in highschool is sorta realized how trash my lifestyle was, I was lonely, never even held a girl (I was blue pulled too) so I started to looksmaxx a lot and after I got far in my looksmaxxing I was gonna be more “cunfident” but I didn’t need too. Immediately I was treated differently. I probably looksmaxxed my way to chadlite status but anyway people were open to convo with me even tho I was still pretty awkward, I got approached by some girls and immediately I realized personality meant jack shit and looks matter A LOT. Just recently I act like an asshole calling her a slut, thot, even calling her sexual names that would probably land an incel in jail, to some femoid I’m talking to and she just asked me if she wanted to fuck. Looks will always trump personality.

What did you do to looksmaxx? I need some copes rn

Well first was gain weight, so I changed my diet, hit the gym for a year and I got a normal BMI, it was tricky since I am 6’2. Second I had really fucking bad acne so I saw a dermatologist and got prescribed tretinoin, benzoyl peroxide, and clindamycin lotion. If you have acne these 3 are the holy trinity to clear your skin, seriously. Tretinoin gets rid of scars while the others prevent breakouts. And lastly I changed my fashion style a bit, got a haircut ya know the generic norms.

"these 3 are the holy trinity to clear your skin"

this is true

Treating a girl and her friends to dinner and giving them all rides only to be left to sit at another table while the guy she liked showed up and she paid for him it wouldn't have been that bad if my car didn't break down at the restaurant and me twist my knee trying to get it to a shop without any assistance from the large group

i try to suppress the memories, after what i have been through i cant even delude myself. the blackpill is the law of the universe

3+ years ago, a girl on the bus called me out for looking at her. I was just checking her out and she actually got legit mad. This was an ongoing thing since we took the same morning bus. From that day on, I only look at her to see if she was giving me the stink eye, which she did a LOT.

If Chad would glance at her, she'd be wet af.

Maybe 6 years ago when PLenty of Fish was around. Tinder wasn't around, POF was the main free online dating service. There was a guy at work who was bragging about all of the dates he was going on. He wasn't chad, he was a mid 50s fat loser. I decided to make a POF profile with the intention of tempting him on a fake date, where me and another guy would surprise him, then we would all laugh and have a beer or something.

So I made the profile. Stole some early 50s used up party whore in a tight dress. I wish i could find the profile now. This women was ugly and old, but the tight dress and the pics in bars put out the vibe she was easy.

So I copy and pasted the bio, interests etc, set the location to the workmates local down, and left it for a week.

When I logged back in, my life was changed forever. My jaw was literally hanging while i traveled through the replies. There was a lot of "hey how are you"s from middle aged lonely dudes, which was to be expected, but there was so many replys from young, good looking, fit, educated, successful etc etc guys. I was scrolling through then hundred+ messages and there were a lot of guys younger and better looking than me, writing out paragraphs, referencing things in my bio. The "body type" on the bio was set to "a few extra pounds", and a lot of these guys were latching onto this as a hook line. It was disgusting.

The guy it was aimed at did actually reply and we had some back and forth where he would be writing essays every night, but it got to the point where I couldn't find his messages through the sheer volume of guys flooding the inbox.

That experience really opened my eyes.

jesus