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Foolproof solution... be a Chad.
Boom. That'll be twunny dollars please.
Boom. That'll be twunny dollars please.
I don't even try to ask girls out because...
- Thread starter Cuck Norris
- Start date
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I hate myself so much that I would rather be alone for the rest of my life than deal with even the possibility of rejection.
Erida
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Imagine a Kiwi Farms dating site.
"F4M, WLTM a sperg with intricate knowledge of crazy troons and enjoys long walks down the hallway to answer pizza delivery guy. Hobbies include mocking Brianna Wu and making bad MS Paint pics for Winner ratings. Must be good in bed... at discussing the latest lolcow drama before falling asleep."
"F4M, WLTM a sperg with intricate knowledge of crazy troons and enjoys long walks down the hallway to answer pizza delivery guy. Hobbies include mocking Brianna Wu and making bad MS Paint pics for Winner ratings. Must be good in bed... at discussing the latest lolcow drama before falling asleep."
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I don't ask girl's off because it seems like the kind of thing that would make my wife get all yell-y
XxBigBlackDickLover69xX
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As a woman, I say try it and see what happens with your wife...then let us know how well it went.
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If you look like CHAD just whip your dick out. A woman CANNOT suppress her natural instincts to fuck you for your genes and will have sex with you on the spot.
If you are a beta then just rape her since western sluts like being raped.
its not that hard ffs
If you are a beta then just rape her since western sluts like being raped.
its not that hard ffs
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- Jul 30, 2016
Might as well get this off my chest.
I walked into one of my classes on the first day of the semester and saw this girl. My vision tunneled, I got a bit light headed, my stomach dropped, and I was hit with this realization that "Holy shit, this is the girl I'm going to marry." She was the most beautiful, adorable thing I have ever seen. And there was this connection. One that I don't have the words to describe, but it was there. I hadn't said one word to her, I didn't know her name, I had just laid eyes on her literally seconds earlier, but I could tell just by looking at her that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I've seen a lot of hot girls in my life, but this went way, way beyond that. I always thought that "love at first sight" was bullshit, but that's the only way I can describe this.
And then she talked. And not only was she gorgeous, she was funny, brilliant, and down to Earth. I wanted to say something so badly. So badly. But I couldn't. See five posts up.
Of course the first thing you do in this situation is stalk her social media. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. A girl like this had to be spoken for. She's too perfect not to be taken. I waffled for weeks. I didn't want to give up the fantasy. Finally, a month into the class, I found her on Facebook. Album after album of her with her boyfriend. On vacation. In their apartment. I'm shocked they aren't engaged.
What washed over me was this weird dichotomy of suicidal pessimism and incredible relief. The former because I couldn't have her. The latter because even if I did have the balls to make a move, I wouldn't have a chance anyway.
I always wake up on the days I have that class with an extra bounce in my step. I get to see her. I often find myself drifting into a daydream about our life together. Introducing her to my family. Summer vacations. Our first dance at our wedding. Then I snap back into the real world and have to yell at myself "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU CREEPY AUTISTIC FAGGOT, SEEK HELP IMMEDIATELY."
I actually have managed to stammer out a couple conversations with her. Mostly about the class.
I dreamed about her for the first time last night. Which is probably why I'm so depressed today.
One more week of class before the semester is over. Good chance that I'll never see her again. I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
I walked into one of my classes on the first day of the semester and saw this girl. My vision tunneled, I got a bit light headed, my stomach dropped, and I was hit with this realization that "Holy shit, this is the girl I'm going to marry." She was the most beautiful, adorable thing I have ever seen. And there was this connection. One that I don't have the words to describe, but it was there. I hadn't said one word to her, I didn't know her name, I had just laid eyes on her literally seconds earlier, but I could tell just by looking at her that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I've seen a lot of hot girls in my life, but this went way, way beyond that. I always thought that "love at first sight" was bullshit, but that's the only way I can describe this.
And then she talked. And not only was she gorgeous, she was funny, brilliant, and down to Earth. I wanted to say something so badly. So badly. But I couldn't. See five posts up.
Of course the first thing you do in this situation is stalk her social media. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. A girl like this had to be spoken for. She's too perfect not to be taken. I waffled for weeks. I didn't want to give up the fantasy. Finally, a month into the class, I found her on Facebook. Album after album of her with her boyfriend. On vacation. In their apartment. I'm shocked they aren't engaged.
What washed over me was this weird dichotomy of suicidal pessimism and incredible relief. The former because I couldn't have her. The latter because even if I did have the balls to make a move, I wouldn't have a chance anyway.
I always wake up on the days I have that class with an extra bounce in my step. I get to see her. I often find myself drifting into a daydream about our life together. Introducing her to my family. Summer vacations. Our first dance at our wedding. Then I snap back into the real world and have to yell at myself "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU CREEPY AUTISTIC FAGGOT, SEEK HELP IMMEDIATELY."
I actually have managed to stammer out a couple conversations with her. Mostly about the class.
I dreamed about her for the first time last night. Which is probably why I'm so depressed today.
One more week of class before the semester is over. Good chance that I'll never see her again. I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
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It'd annoy the wife, she can pretty touchy about stuff like that.
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- Mar 26, 2016
Did I walk into /incel? Because unless this is some kind of joke I don't get, it's the same.
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My court date is in 2 weeks for suing my parents for childhood neglect
More specifically, a deficiency of vital nutrients such as calcium and B2 during critical developmental years. In addition, a total neglect for feeding me adequate net sum of daily calories, despite having the monetary funds to afford food.
As a result I've suffered permanent effects of insufficient craniofacial development. The implications of the actions of my parents has resulted in depression, sucicidal ideation, anxiety and inability to date the opposite sex.
My compensation payment is in the ballpark of several million. I cannot enclose any more information until after court date.
More specifically, a deficiency of vital nutrients such as calcium and B2 during critical developmental years. In addition, a total neglect for feeding me adequate net sum of daily calories, despite having the monetary funds to afford food.
As a result I've suffered permanent effects of insufficient craniofacial development. The implications of the actions of my parents has resulted in depression, sucicidal ideation, anxiety and inability to date the opposite sex.
My compensation payment is in the ballpark of several million. I cannot enclose any more information until after court date.
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Here's your issue: View someone interesting that catches your eye as a friend first and go from there. Just talk to her and don't immediately skip to "ask out".
If there's real chemistry there, even as friends, it'll progress naturally to that state, and if she only sees you as a friend, tell her you feel more than that and see what happens. Not in any big moves, though.
If there's real chemistry there, even as friends, it'll progress naturally to that state, and if she only sees you as a friend, tell her you feel more than that and see what happens. Not in any big moves, though.
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I don't even try to ask girls out for one reason and one reason only. 
If I'm too drunk to go fishing, then I think it's obvious I'm too drunk to pick up chicks.
If I'm too drunk to go fishing, then I think it's obvious I'm too drunk to pick up chicks.
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Jesus, you guys with your woe-is-me shit. If you want a girl, all you have to do is draw a subpar webcomic mocking an internet autist for a little bit. You'll be up in them guts six ways from sunday in no time.
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^This advise right here. And if all else fails and the conversation goes south, whip your dick out for her.
Peroxide Pop
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Since this is a self-pity thread, I might as well say that it's been so long since I've had a date that I don't even know how to meet girls anymore. I literally can't figure out how people are supposed to meet like-minded individuals these days. Even if I opened an online dating account, nobody's going to say "Fuck Chad, the self-employed retard who obsesses over internet celebrities sounds great," and because of my work hours, I can't even go to bars anymore. I might as well get to making my boyfriend-free girl sign.
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I can confirm from experience that this is true.
Suffice it to say, my family and I will not be attempting the nudist lifestyle ever again.
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