in my cups again

didn't even have to respond, the irony was part of the situation anyway

We keep the lights on with rape money

theres a group of people in uni i genuinely want to invite to my biryhday because there was a genuine connection but they got sucked into the clique of some mean girls bullshit which now makes me feel like an incel every time i try hang with MY pals cause theyre fused at the hip with these bitches somehow. meanwhile i got pigeonholed into the russian speaking hoholsphere that i dont share interests with and dont even consider friends. but i know they would come instantly. i fucking hate that everything has to work this way but thats a whole nother topic, the main problem that the group includes this one ghetto bimbo that i dont even tolerate shes straight up opp. covertly though i didnt declare war to anyones face. but she can fuck off. and shes not even in uni anymore she got kicked out. but pooner is really nice to hang with and i would invite her happily but she too dropped out cause depression and now gets treated impatient. but she too is tied at the hip with the bimbo. whatever i actually think ill just invite fucking no one lmao just one friend. who has nothing to do with uni entirely. because everyone from my real gang is travelling or busy. which includes pride btw. even now i'm getting cucked by homos

ai boogeyman

I know we have a superiority complex on here but Tumblr is just as bad for you

starts typing but remembers the person I'm about to vaguepost about is still stalking this blog so I can't even say my truth!!!

I was incel charity exactly once in my life when I caught feelings for one of them. But I sometimes look through the catalogue of never ending weird incels and I just can't imagine it happening again. I'm so sorry that just being a nice guy isn't enough in this world. I'm sorry your autistic brain failed you.

some dad in the library went "it smells really good here!" to his little daughter. that was me. he was talking about me. me and my lunchbox of ripening strawberries i'm too self conscious to open. had to be

can we please avoid visualizing cp data

when youre about to take a screenshot of some tumblr tranny selfie to make fun of him but you look at the blog and it's female mutual

i was an accentcel until i dialectmaxxed, now i ascended and languagemogged every indian in the village

"ouuu i have this toxic friend he will make me drink and smoke weed" you wont find sympathy here. go ahead. don't give a single fuck about trying to abstain that's not my battle never was never will be. addictionmax enjoy life idc. or dont. grow a will stop hanging out kill him idk. it's a separate issue that i even have to listen to you whinge but like that's secondary. at its root i simply don't care cause if a friend "made" me engage in "destructive" activities i'd roll with it i'd enjoy the evening. why do you care so much. you're clearly already tempted it's already over it's just a matter of time. be honest with yourself or change your life or stop caring idfkkkkkk

like drag and drop almost but its grab and grope