2. 23 y/o chinese american "intern" kind of busted looking but she'll do

3. 29 y/o thai STEM assistant professor. skinny and cute, not shrewy seeming at all.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#33695086)

1. NOWAG

2. NOWAG

3. NOWAG

4 (unexpected bonus). NOWAG

if anyone wants the longer version, just ask

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#33698361)

Author: Deranged tinder pumo

brief summary of what happened today:

1. NOWAG

2. NOWAG

3. NOWAG

4 (unexpected bonus). NOWAG

if anyone wants the longer version, just ask

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=#)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#34722170)

jfc lol

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#33698814)

"i was torn between relief and misery"

jfc i like it here

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#34745788)

after the tea date, it was still nice out so i sat outside watching people pass by. the agwag couples infuriated me, since i felt myself better looking than most of the guys, better dressed and had put way more effort in, yet they were walking around with nice cute young organic 7s, secured thus effortlessly, while i had boiled over with rage in failing at seducing beat-up weirdo tinder 4s. i thought about the differences between myself and them. i could hardly come up with something coherent other than that they had started off on a normal track, picked up normal hobbies and views along the way. perhaps some nano degree of increased myelination of neural connections responsible for emotional equanimity and being happy around people? a learned pavlovian response to accepting invitations and smiling at strangers? an IQ point sub-categorical skill at stringing together sentences and conveying emotional heft? there was something i couldn't quite put my finger on as to why i suffered so greatly and they hadn't. these short scrawny asian dorks, seemingly my doppelgangers, why they lived a carefree fairy tale life while i toiled in abject misery. we existed in whole different worlds. at times i suspected they couldn't even see me, only i them.

suddenly, my tinder goes off. it's the vietnamese girl. i ask where she is. she's at a coffee shop. she's a little resistant to meeting up at that moment, but obliges when i insist. i huff my way over there, it takes nearly 20 minutes. she's there with her friend and her friend's bf. we walk outside for a bit but they have plans later that day so she has to go. she thanks me profusely for coming all this way to see her, and i brush it off graciously. i'm fuming inside at how this busted girl, her cute friend, and her cute friend's average bf (all asian, all fob, all normies) were likely laughing at me, an old desperate fag, for having nothing better to do that day, as they very well should.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#33701714)

This is the equal to anything written by any of the great writers. This is on the level of a nabokov or a houellebecq. Such a beautiful and sad sentence that I feel like the guy from american beauty pondering the plastic bags in the wind.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#34539741)

he's 180

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3664671&forum_id=2#34543820)