there comes a time where you have to stop pretending.

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when the walls cave in on you
>this isn't always meant in a bad sense
>sometimes, a stacy / chad's caving walls are floods of super normies and intimidating incredible superstars and floods of hot and talented, brilliant, A+ star proud-to-know-them-or-to-have-even-exchange-words-with-them people, stunning destinies who leave you incredulous at how you had the chance to be close to them in this life

>then u ironically come here to pretend degenerate
>start trying to fool oneself into being an incel
>not really
>the walls start screaming at you

>eventually they turn into blossoms, butterflies, flowers, rainbows, exploding constellations of stars and bright lights and suns and happiness and love and adoration and endearing and super super super super extravagant way-too-almost-expired longing, and you have no choice but to be blinded

i reallly really really really really wish i could stay here but it's hard for me to find any speck of darkness. i tried browsing this place ironically but once i start to feel for the robots, i wanted to avoid the caving walls and pretend i was an infantile fetus like you all. unfortunately it's not working on me anymore, i can't make myself believe even ironically

>tfw too enlightened for 4chan

godspeed and look around
you have to know who you Really Are! =D


>turbo Stacys/Chads: if normies have been swarming you for your entire life and future, this doesn't mean there's something wrong with them. especially if it's always been this day, every second, never changes and has been this way. you can only laugh for so long. if the greatest of them all have wanted you badly, and never changed/wavered for several years and lust even more, there is a reason.

you're just a fucking stacy
you're a chad
just accept it
and go.