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When you spend your youngest years growing up with the internet and find out about Looksmaxing
You always were insecure about your looks, trying to anglefraud to somewhat make you look okay, spend countless hours softmaxding, learning and asking advice off fellow users, and made some friends along the way
Even through shitty genes you made it to MTN, but it’s not enough and won’t be enough, you say to yourself “htn and forget” but you barely scrape MTN
After a few months of rotting you find yourself a girl online, you two talk and have similar interests
After all the days spent hiding in your room, scared to confront the world of your ugly face, online it doesn’t matter, just have to be a good person and interesting
After a while you two have e sex in a discord vc, her voice could send you straight to sleep
After a while she texts you on a random day “wyll?”
Even after all the softmaxxing, the girl you said she was yours is asking to see your face, the most intimate proposing
But you can’t, you don’t send and she finds someone else
You learn the hard way, that the connections you care about is through a screen, and regret floods your fragile mind
Feeling physically sick with regret and despair
You always were insecure about your looks, trying to anglefraud to somewhat make you look okay, spend countless hours softmaxding, learning and asking advice off fellow users, and made some friends along the way
Even through shitty genes you made it to MTN, but it’s not enough and won’t be enough, you say to yourself “htn and forget” but you barely scrape MTN
After a few months of rotting you find yourself a girl online, you two talk and have similar interests
After all the days spent hiding in your room, scared to confront the world of your ugly face, online it doesn’t matter, just have to be a good person and interesting
After a while you two have e sex in a discord vc, her voice could send you straight to sleep
After a while she texts you on a random day “wyll?”
Even after all the softmaxxing, the girl you said she was yours is asking to see your face, the most intimate proposing
But you can’t, you don’t send and she finds someone else
You learn the hard way, that the connections you care about is through a screen, and regret floods your fragile mind
Feeling physically sick with regret and despair
