I believe he is 19, but he is no longer a freshman in college. If as a male you make it past your freshman year of college without ever joining a cool social circle, you are going to be incel for life.
Please, for the love of God, tell me you don't actually think that.
Most of us were fucking
feral at 19. At 19, I used to get shitfaced and piss of the balcony of our dorm room.
If you honestly believe
that is the apex of our existence, it's no wonder you're like this.
The sad truth is? Most of are a fucking mess at that age, and won't really find our place in the world until our late 20's/early 30's The reality of it is that you want to declare defeat and give up on it because life is hard. Boohoo, fucker. There are people who have it way worse and who still manage to deal with it.
For example:
Straight death happens at 19? Shit I've never been happier to be a tranny. You guys have it rough.
In this post, a member of a group that arguably has it the hardest in modern society is calling you a pussy. I'm just gonna let that sink in for a moment.
Face it, man. For all your pseudoscience bullshit, you'd rather give up and live a fantasy than face a difficult and uncertain reality.
How's that for a redpill?
Every "nerd girl" I have ever encountered has been an obnoxious slut with a self-proclaimed "bubbly" personality. The "nerd girl" is usually obese or acne-ridden, but she still has an army of beta orbiters who stand ready to whiteknight her. But she only keeps them around because she thrives off the constant validation they give her - she would NEVER consider dating one. Her boyfriend is typically a tall, trendy hipster.
Fucking baaaw, kiddo. You're angry because you wish you could be her "trendy hipster boyfriend".
See, that's the defining characteristic of people like you. You claim to understand "how it all really works", but couldn't succeed or be a part of it if you tried. The reality of it is that if you understood it all, you'd be winning at it. You'd use your knowledge and insight to game the system, overcome the obstacles, and sidestep the bullshit. It's what brilliant men have done since the dawn of time, and they've drowned in their preferred orifice for it. What's your excuse?