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Did you look cute as a kid

Ever since I bumped my chin on a door it's been recessed (idk if bc of this tbh, but I blame it) and my left upper palette (teeth, big one, up, left) came out brown-black-ish because of blood buildup inside of it. Up until then I was blue eyed mogger, bit when that happened at 2 or earlier, I grew more & more selfconsciousnpf my smile, to the point that P3 (where 3 year olds go in Spain) I lived hell. Bullied by my brother's peers (they were 6) and broken hearted by a foid who didn't age well.

That was P3, at P4 (4 years old) I moved schools and my autistic ass made friends 😯😎. Beat a kid and became great friends with him. Took some beating too that day, but won overall. I was still extremely selfconscious of my smile, and bc of that I (nearly) never smiled, which gave me a weird time growing up. Some friends said later on (1st 2nd grade) that that teeth looked like it was gold, but I didn't buy it (the gold story)

Not smiling gave me disgusting lips, unnaturally full, and I hated photos ever since I remember. I have cried about not having childhood photos of me, and there's a reason to that. One day we went for a hike, and my father wanted to take a photo of me with my brothers at the hill over there, and my trisomy ass started walking back, as if not wanting a photo taken. Then my father started running toward me (to grab me) but I ran backwards.
Nearly died that day, but all went well.


Autistic to this day, all my interactions with girls have been a girl asking me if I liked her (which I did) (and it was fucking obvious, even a blind tree saw it). My retarded ass said, in catalan: Eeeeehhh, aAaaAhhh, no. No m'agrades, Maria.
We never talked again. (That was P5. She swapped schools at 4th. She was very pretty.)

Then another day, in a school trip, a then very pretty girl made me play a game of guessing the color of her underwear. That was in 2nd, 3rd grade? Pink or red idk hello kitty ahh underwrar. Then she urged me to show her mine... I hesitated. I KNEW I was cooked... Armored up with some courage, I showed her my cheap ass slippers.
We never talked again. But! I saw her in a grocery store some days ago, and she looked at me with a great smile. She was with her dad. Since I'm a sigma, I ignored her.

That was all for grade school. Oh! I also did something of very bad taste. I did "El Pezón Rotatorio" to an annoying ass bitch girl in 4th grade... Feel free to search it up. My brother once did that to me, and I thought that day: Fucking bitxh my balls are tired of your shit.
Woke PE teacher fried me, cooked me & left me womped womped


At 8th grade (2° ESO) a blondie blue eyedy girly cutie poooky gave me an anonymous rose and a letter for the Catalan equivalent of Saint Valentino's day. Don't ask me how I know it was her. Bc it was!
But i'm so sigma, so my autistic ass went up to the stage where letters were given in an autistic and tired manner. A girl with a mic asked me if I wanted to read the letter to everyone, and my person said: "No." Then I left the stage. There was some hype, for I'm the most popular autistic kid and was also back then. A friend told me I'd be a legend at school forever...

Fast forward I haven't looked any girl in the eyes for all this life of mine... Unless I disliked her and was insulting her, in which case they are so bitchy that I don't consider them girls (nor human) so I can talk to them.

The girl who gave me a rose was a freshmen (1°ESO), she was coursing seventh (things are different in spain from other education systems).
Well the thing is her sister (also very pretty) and a pale girl, bf (best friend) of her sister (this girl is prettiest istg she is so androgynous) also like me.


I could have a harem, but "I alone am the honored one" (Gojo reference) and alone will I stay.




Today I am treated like a god by some guys, and it's very fun how first graders greatly respect me. In this shcool of mine, all 7th, 8th and 9th graders take classes together, and it's got benefits (slaying freshmen) and downsides (I entered seconsary school smarter than I am now, a fucking lot).

All in all, being 14 y/o is proving as the best year of my life.


Statistics?
Not talking to girls nor looking at their eyes
Teaxhers say im a genious and a brilliant student, english teacher (also homeroom) says she wants a class full of me and she'd work from 8 in the morning to 8 in the evening if that was the case.
I beat my chicken less everyday bc im low t and need ahswagandha. Anyone send me some 🙏?






I like my life, and hate my brothers. Also I am chronically ill from an illness unknown. I rarely but surely experience experiences that could be deadly of they got out of hand (bc of illness).

But the worst part abt the illness is that some ganglia just under my jaw is inflamed (always & a lot) so my mewing is not 🔝😭


...
 
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Ever since I bumped my chin on a door it's been recessed (idk if bc of this tbh, but I blame it) and my left upper palette (teeth, big one, up, left) came out brown-black-ish because of blood buildup inside of it. Up until then I was blue eyed mogger, bit when that happened at 2 or earlier, I grew more & more selfconsciousnpf my smile, to the point that P3 (where 3 year olds go in Spain) I lived hell. Bullied by my brother's peers (they were 6) and broken hearted by a foid who didn't age well.

That was P3, at P4 (4 years old) I moved schools and my autistic ass made friends 😯😎. Beat a kid and became great friends with him. Took some beating too that day, but won overall. I was still extremely selfconscious of my smile, and bc of that I (nearly) never smiled, which gave me a weird time growing up. Some friends said later on (1st 2nd grade) that that teeth looked like it was gold, but I didn't buy it (the gold story)

Not smiling gave me disgusting lips, unnaturally full, and I hated photos ever since I remember. I have cried about not having childhood photos of me, and there's a reason to that. One day we went for a hike, and my father wanted to take a photo of me with my brothers at the hill over there, and my trisomy ass started walking back, as if not wanting a photo taken. Then my father started running toward me (to grab me) but I ran backwards.
Nearly died that day, but all went well.


Autistic to this day, all my interactions with girls have been a girl asking me if I liked her (which I did) (and it was fucking obvious, even a blind tree saw it). My retarded ass said, in catalan: Eeeeehhh, aAaaAhhh, no. No m'agrades, Maria.
We never talked again. (That was 2,3, or 4th grade, since she swapped schools at 4th. She was very pretty.)

Then another day, in a school trip, a then very pretty girl made me play a game of guessing the color of her underwear. That was in 2nd, 3rd grade? Pink or red idk hello kitty ahh underwrar. Then she urged me to show her mine... I hesitated. I KNEW I was cooked... Armored up with some courage, I showed her my cheap ass slippers.
We never talked again. But! I saw her in a grocery store some days ago, and she looked at me with a great smile. She was with her dad. Since I'm a sigma, I ignored her.

That was all for grade school. Oh! I also did something of very bad taste. I did "El Pezón Rotatorio" to an annoying ass bitch girl in 4th grade... Feel free to search it up. My brother once did that to me, and I thought that day: Fucking bitxh my balls are tired of your shit.
Woke PE teacher fried me, cooked me & left me womped womped


At 8th grade (2° ESO) a blondie blue eyedy girly cutie poooky gave me an anonymous rose and a letter for the Catalan equivalent of Saint Valentino's day. Don't ask me how I know it was her. Bc it was!
But i'm so sigma, so my autistic ass went up to the stage where letters were given in an autistic and tired manner. A girl with a mic asked me if I wanted to read the letter to everyone, and my person said: "No." Then I left the stage. There was some hype, for I'm the most popular autistic kid and was also back then. A friend told me I'd be a legend at school forever...

Fast forward I haven't looked any girl in the eyes for all this life of mine... Unless I disliked her and was insulting her, in which case they are so bitchy that I don't consider them girls (nor human) so I can talk to them.

The girl who gave me a rose was a freshmen (1°ESO), she was coursing seventh (things are different in spain from other education systems).
Well the thing is her sister (also very pretty) and a pale girl, bf (best friend) of her sister (this girl is prettiest istg she is so androgynous) also like me.


I could have a harem, but I alone am the honored one (Gojo reference) and alone will I stay.




Today I am treated like a god by some guys, and it's very fun how first graders respect me. In this shcool of mine, all 7th, 8th and 9th graders take classes together, and it's got benefits (slaying freshmen) and downsides (I entered seconsary school smarter than I am now, a fucking lot).

All in all, being 14 y/o is proving as the best year of my life.


Statistics?









I like my life, and hate my brothers. Also I am chronically ill from an illness unknown. I rarely but surely experience experiences that could be deadmy of they got out of hand (bc of illness).

But the worst part abt the illness is that some ganglia just under my jaw is inflamed (always & a lot) so my mewing is not 🔝😭


...
Seem you have success with women, congrats, and be careful with who you date
 
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  • #32
Ever since I bumped my chin on a door it's been recessed (idk if bc of this tbh, but I blame it) and my left upper palette (teeth, big one, up, left) came out brown-black-ish because of blood buildup inside of it. Up until then I was blue eyed mogger, bit when that happened at 2 or earlier, I grew more & more selfconsciousnpf my smile, to the point that P3 (where 3 year olds go in Spain) I lived hell. Bullied by my brother's peers (they were 6) and broken hearted by a foid who didn't age well.

That was P3, at P4 (4 years old) I moved schools and my autistic ass made friends 😯😎. Beat a kid and became great friends with him. Took some beating too that day, but won overall. I was still extremely selfconscious of my smile, and bc of that I (nearly) never smiled, which gave me a weird time growing up. Some friends said later on (1st 2nd grade) that that teeth looked like it was gold, but I didn't buy it (the gold story)

Not smiling gave me disgusting lips, unnaturally full, and I hated photos ever since I remember. I have cried about not having childhood photos of me, and there's a reason to that. One day we went for a hike, and my father wanted to take a photo of me with my brothers at the hill over there, and my trisomy ass started walking back, as if not wanting a photo taken. Then my father started running toward me (to grab me) but I ran backwards.
Nearly died that day, but all went well.


Autistic to this day, all my interactions with girls have been a girl asking me if I liked her (which I did) (and it was fucking obvious, even a blind tree saw it). My retarded ass said, in catalan: Eeeeehhh, aAaaAhhh, no. No m'agrades, Maria.
We never talked again. (That was 2,3, or 4th grade, since she swapped schools at 4th. She was very pretty.)

Then another day, in a school trip, a then very pretty girl made me play a game of guessing the color of her underwear. That was in 2nd, 3rd grade? Pink or red idk hello kitty ahh underwrar. Then she urged me to show her mine... I hesitated. I KNEW I was cooked... Armored up with some courage, I showed her my cheap ass slippers.
We never talked again. But! I saw her in a grocery store some days ago, and she looked at me with a great smile. She was with her dad. Since I'm a sigma, I ignored her.

That was all for grade school. Oh! I also did something of very bad taste. I did "El Pezón Rotatorio" to an annoying ass bitch girl in 4th grade... Feel free to search it up. My brother once did that to me, and I thought that day: Fucking bitxh my balls are tired of your shit.
Woke PE teacher fried me, cooked me & left me womped womped


At 8th grade (2° ESO) a blondie blue eyedy girly cutie poooky gave me an anonymous rose and a letter for the Catalan equivalent of Saint Valentino's day. Don't ask me how I know it was her. Bc it was!
But i'm so sigma, so my autistic ass went up to the stage where letters were given in an autistic and tired manner. A girl with a mic asked me if I wanted to read the letter to everyone, and my person said: "No." Then I left the stage. There was some hype, for I'm the most popular autistic kid and was also back then. A friend told me I'd be a legend at school forever...

Fast forward I haven't looked any girl in the eyes for all this life of mine... Unless I disliked her and was insulting her, in which case they are so bitchy that I don't consider them girls (nor human) so I can talk to them.

The girl who gave me a rose was a freshmen (1°ESO), she was coursing seventh (things are different in spain from other education systems).
Well the thing is her sister (also very pretty) and a pale girl, bf (best friend) of her sister (this girl is prettiest istg she is so androgynous) also like me.


I could have a harem, but I alone am the honored one (Gojo reference) and alone will I stay.




Today I am treated like a god by some guys, and it's very fun how first graders respect me. In this shcool of mine, all 7th, 8th and 9th graders take classes together, and it's got benefits (slaying freshmen) and downsides (I entered seconsary school smarter than I am now, a fucking lot).

All in all, being 14 y/o is proving as the best year of my life.


Statistics?









I like my life, and hate my brothers. Also I am chronically ill from an illness unknown. I rarely but surely experience experiences that could be deadmy of they got out of hand (bc of illness).

But the worst part abt the illness is that some ganglia just under my jaw is inflamed (always & a lot) so my mewing is not 🔝😭


...
Too much to read sorry dnr
 
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  • #36
He is worried because blood Flow makes his teeth dark and has recessed chin and downward lips but his blue eyes made him desire by women even tho he's autistic and rejected them all
@Whitepill
Take the blueeyespill
You have blue eye right , go and slay soem girl.
 

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