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Why does it matter what you look like if you're going to hide in your room? At least save your money and buy a sweet vidya system or something.
Because he's a fucking idiot.
Reminds me of when a building next door got knocked down and all the mice and rats invaded neighboring buildings. Pretty pathetic to watch.
Terrifying in my opinion.
I mean yeah, we've been treated negatively due to our looks our whole lives, so why wouldn't we be bitter?
Then find people who don't give a fuck about what you look like.
Obviously I don't act like this in real life LOL (it's been nearly 2 years since I went outside properly with 'friends').
Let me break down my descent into death.
1. September 2013. I was using Snapchat (by then I was still HyperDeluded™ about my looks and thought I was a 7/10 (fucking LOL)) and was having fun with friends. School had nearly finished and I was going to university next year. I had only been taking frontal pics of my face in dark lighting (this was one of my coping mechanisms because I knew I looked utterly HIDEOUS in bright light. Terrible nerdic colouring, skin, etc), and so decided to do the unspeakable: take a picture of my side profile in bright lighting. So I did it. What I saw was fucking HORRIFIC. I looked... absolutely hideous. Had I really been going through high school looking like... that? Jesus CHRIST. I literally was filled with this intense feeling of dread and utter misery. I literally sat on the bed and nearly began to cry. I started taking hundreds of pics of my face/side profile from various angles trying to find out what was wrong. What... WAS wrong with my face? I didn't really know.
2. Days after. I started researching plastic surgery on Google. It didn't take long to figure out my core problems: Hideously weak chin and giant beak. Oh and to top it all off? I was balding at the RIPE age of 17. How fucking GREAT. So not only did I have a retruded maxilla, mandible, chin, giant beak nose, awful submental region, colouring, etc, I was also rapidly losing hair. In fact, it was the hair that made me most depressed.
3. March 2014. I start University. My hair had gotten worse. I was a solid NW2, with my right temple completely shot. What did I see at university? Beautiful thick heads of hair - NW0 / NW1s, clear tanned skin, nice frames, etc. And there I was. Balding, and HIDEOUS. Just fucking LOL. So I continued to research surgery and ended up finding PuaHATE (the original Sluthate) and quickly delved into an episode of depression about my looks and learned all its lingo etc etc. I ended up dropping out of university as a culmination of various factors - namely, my hideous face.
4. October 2014. I join SH and begin to post. I end up getting addicted to it and learn lots of shit. I begin to really get serious about fixing my face and getting surgery. One night I had a bath. I had a buzzcut earlier, because I couldn't fucking take my SHIT-TIER hairline anymore. Let's just buzz it the fuck down. LOL @ my hairline when I looked in the mirror finally. Just fucking CAGE @ it. I took many photobooth pictures of my face from various angles. I looked so fucking ugly. I couldn't believe the looks I was FORCED with.
--Lots of time passes between here and May, lots of shitposts on SH, etc.
5. May 2015 - My first facial fix. Nasion filler. YAY! My beak nose was fixed. But I was still hideous, obviously.
6. June 2015 - My second facial fix. Genioplasty. YAY! My chin was fixed. But I was still hideous, obviously.
7. August 2015 - Here I am now. Still need submental liposuction, hair transplant, and probably a whole load of other surgeries.
After learning about antinatalism and going through all the depressive episodes over my looks all in 2015, I really have zero energy left with life. Also, I realised I'm heavily introverted, and don't really mind my current lifestyle (rotting in my room and never going outside).
"What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little shit? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and Ive been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and Im the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. Youre fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, kiddo."
This is what I had in mind while reading your post.