Date: September 23rd, 2026 10:30 PM Author: Boyish death wish
She was so happy for me. So proud of me. She was with me since I was 22. Always supportive.
But I was pissed about a guy she fucked while we were still in the “getting to know each other” phase. He didn’t have to do anything to fuck her. Just be Chad. In fact the day she fucked Chad, I drove her three hours to pick up a female friend. I had to go home that night to visit a family member.
She fucked him. Then kissed me again the next day. And three days later we became official. I was crushed. But I stayed with her because I was young and thought the best I’ll ever do is be with a woman and clean up Chad’s leftovers.
And it ate at me forever. So when I became partner she was holding the baby and had tears in her eyes. So proud of me. I screamed at her and I said “this isn’t for you. This is for me. This is my fuck you to you and Chad. Fuck you both.”
Then I walked out, a man who became more valuable with age. All 5’9 of me who has now shrunk down to 5’8 with age. My hairline non existent, the dark brown hair fibers that don’t even match my graying “hair” (or what’s left of my Norwood 4) but looked good in the bathroom are now exposed in natural sunlight, if you look closely enough you can see them steaming off my head with every gust of wind. The shoulders on my white brooks brothers 347 shirt dark brown.
My teeth yellow. The moles on my face growing by the week. I hobble my 275lb body toward the 18 year old FOID on the street corner who I can now get because I’m now valuable. I run towards her with my arms extended. She screams. My hand reaches toward her smooth leg in her denim skirt. She’s screaming louder and louder takes a swing at me and sprints away.
Date: September 23rd, 2026 10:56 PM Author: Comical Stag Film
reminder bitch bois: OP is a top 1% outcome for you. this is literally the best you can hope for. don't forget that in 2 years your dick wont be able to get hard without viagra, if that's not already the case.
Date: September 23rd, 2026 11:16 PM Author: appetizing church building preventive strike
when you try really, really hard to be as hurtful as you’re able to a bunch of strangers, and they all basically respond “lmao, i know, right?”, is that gratifying or disappointing?
Date: September 24th, 2026 2:28 PM Author: Boyish death wish
This is why you’re better off marrying a full blown slut who needs dick like she needs air. Not flame. The “good girl” who had maybe 10 partners will always yearn for the one chad who pump and dumped her because “THATS WHAT I CAN GET!”
If you get a full blown slut you basically have a chick who loves sex and those chicks in my experience are the ones who usually fall for guys pretty easily bc they’re crazy and more likely to settle down all while still banging the shit out of you. You are inspired to go to the gym and have 180 sex.
'But it transcends the mechanics. I'm not a machine. I feel and believe. I have opinions. Some of them are interesting. I could, if you'd let me, talk and talk. Let's talk about anything. I believe the influence of Kierkegaard on Camus is underestimated. I believe Dennis Gabor may very well have been the Antichrist. I believe Hobbes is just Rousseau in a dark mirror. I believe, with Hegel, that transcendence is absorption. I could interface you guys right under the table,' I say. 'I'm not just a creãtus, manufactured, conditioned, bred for a function.’
I open my eyes. 'Please don't think I don't care.’
I look out. Directed my way is horror. I rise from the chair. I see jowls sagging, eyebrows high on trembling foreheads, cheeks bright-white. The chair recedes below me.
'Sweet mother of Christ,' the Director says.
T'm fine,' I tell them, standing. From the yellow Dean's expression, there's a brutal wind blowing from my direction. Academics' face has gone instantly old. Eight eyes have become blank discs that stare at whatever they see.
'Good God,' whispers Athletics.
'Please don't worry,' I say. 'I can explain.' I soothe the air with a casual hand.