NoPointOfReturning
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- Jul 24, 2024
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When I was a freshman in high school, I was extrmely short. I'm not giving specifics but just know I was too short and shorter than most girls even. To accompany that, I had an awful buzz cut since my parents are strict and don't let me grow it out and I was overweight. I had a friend at the time, he was my closest one up to that point and we had known eachother for a decade.
This friend, he's very good looking to say the least. Think of a Dominican Republic pretty boy who was 6 foot and super charismatic, and he was only 15 too!!!
I had a crush on this girl, she was a few inches taller than me and hispanic. Very pretty. I didn't tell anyone because at that age I wasn't blackpilled, but I still knew deep down inside I was too ugly and short to even have a chance at being in her vicinity.
For months, I daydreamed about growing tall and becoming attractive by some miracle and being able to have a chance with her. That did not happen.
So I tell my friend I have a crush on her, and he tells me to go talk to her. He also told me they talk, but that they're just friends. I had a class with her where we sat near eachother so I decided to talk to her.
I just sat next to her and she looked at me and yelled, "EWWWWW!" everyone looked and started laughing at me. I walked back to my table where my classmates there were laughing at me too.
Im on the brink of tears and I have my head down for the rest of class, and eventually the bell rings for lunch. I go to a secluded area and start crying.
A few minutes pass and i'm still crying then some dickhead jock with his friends pass by me and start poking at me and calling me pizza face and crybaby and all sorts of stuff. They walk off laughing and pointing at me.
2 weeks later my friend told me that he's dating the girl I had a crush on (and that yelled ew at me) and that she gave him… uh…. oral stuff. He was bragging about it and acting as if I didn't tell him I liked her.
Full on brutality, after that my life went down in a spiral and I haven't recovered. I hate myself and no matter what I do, i'm still an ugly loser. I hate people who tell me to work on myself because I do all the time, i've lost so much weight and been on so much skin care and hair care and i'm still ugly. Shit society, shit people, and shit God for putting me in this position.
I think i'll end up catching the bus in a couple years if nothing changes. If you read this all, thank you.
The worst part is how no one feels remorse for you. No one ever asks how you feel, no one ever stops to think, "Hey, maybe we should stop bullying the loser kid right?"
No no no, because why would someone with superior genetics ever feel bad for a dead end like me? Why? It's just a burning memory now.
This friend, he's very good looking to say the least. Think of a Dominican Republic pretty boy who was 6 foot and super charismatic, and he was only 15 too!!!
I had a crush on this girl, she was a few inches taller than me and hispanic. Very pretty. I didn't tell anyone because at that age I wasn't blackpilled, but I still knew deep down inside I was too ugly and short to even have a chance at being in her vicinity.
For months, I daydreamed about growing tall and becoming attractive by some miracle and being able to have a chance with her. That did not happen.
So I tell my friend I have a crush on her, and he tells me to go talk to her. He also told me they talk, but that they're just friends. I had a class with her where we sat near eachother so I decided to talk to her.
I just sat next to her and she looked at me and yelled, "EWWWWW!" everyone looked and started laughing at me. I walked back to my table where my classmates there were laughing at me too.
Im on the brink of tears and I have my head down for the rest of class, and eventually the bell rings for lunch. I go to a secluded area and start crying.
A few minutes pass and i'm still crying then some dickhead jock with his friends pass by me and start poking at me and calling me pizza face and crybaby and all sorts of stuff. They walk off laughing and pointing at me.
2 weeks later my friend told me that he's dating the girl I had a crush on (and that yelled ew at me) and that she gave him… uh…. oral stuff. He was bragging about it and acting as if I didn't tell him I liked her.
Full on brutality, after that my life went down in a spiral and I haven't recovered. I hate myself and no matter what I do, i'm still an ugly loser. I hate people who tell me to work on myself because I do all the time, i've lost so much weight and been on so much skin care and hair care and i'm still ugly. Shit society, shit people, and shit God for putting me in this position.
I think i'll end up catching the bus in a couple years if nothing changes. If you read this all, thank you.
The worst part is how no one feels remorse for you. No one ever asks how you feel, no one ever stops to think, "Hey, maybe we should stop bullying the loser kid right?"
No no no, because why would someone with superior genetics ever feel bad for a dead end like me? Why? It's just a burning memory now.
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