No.292925[Reply][Last 50 Posts]
I would like to be with a being with whom I can share everyday moments, to have a being to worry about, in which I can capture the most beautiful part of my being, to whom I can show my vulnerable parts, express my deepest emotions, and show them really who I am. But who am I really? Even in an anonymous forum, I would say he is a great guy, who went through some things, but who despite everything never gave up, someone who always wants the best for others, and who has an optimistic vision even in the most difficult moments. hard And although in a certain way the above is not a lie, the reality is that there is an uncivilized being inside me, someone so disgusting and unpleasant that I don't even like to admit that we are the same person, and hypocritically, whether consciously or unconsciously. , I pretend it doesn't exist. But this is an undeniable reality, and although it is something that can be hidden, it is something that I would never share with anyone, much less voluntarily. I prefer to be a hermit secluded from all social contact rather than show this part of my being. I'm not going to lie to you, life alone is not the best thing in the world, and it has some associated problems, but it is not something completely bad either, and it helps to value things, self-esteem, one's own thoughts, and leave aside vain issues. like social norms, or what someone outside of us may or may not think of us.
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>>292925I realized young that the idealized relationship with other people is just that. An ideal.
Reality simply can not and does not provide it.
I don't lament it honestly. Just remember that for every moment where you feel any a connection with another you would have to endure the rest of the reality of whatever companionship you got going on.
I have one friend. This friend is on a very similar wavelength and we have shared most if not all of our troubles, both wizards (in a year), both dropped out of the same college etc.
Yet even with this guy who is basically the closest to me out of everyone I've ever known I don't feel that mythical connection I had in mind from fiction. Even when we are basically the same person at times.
I wouldn't call it brotherhood and as life progresses we are drifting apart as we get more and more isolated in our own bubbles.
I genuinely do not believe succubi are capable of love either. It's something men do, and the male writers of old have spread their fantasies in their stories. That is why we year for something fictional.
No.298439
>>292925but you would be ashamed of admitting it to those succubi, wouldn't you? As buddhists say, desire is the gate for suffering. But you must learn that such tendency is just a mental parasite who must be destroyed and rejected, never dreamt about, that succubi are cruel and whimsical, that infatuation is just awfully channeled sexual energy.
As I told the other guy, stop cooming. If you can arouse yourself and still not let semen get out while nurturing your brain from the joy, that's a wizardly degree.
Embrace your shadow. Be sure you use it against those who deserve, for they certainly exist, and be discreet.
No.298440
>>297133>on social networks the succubi have many followers and people who send them messages in real lifeLet us not fall for who does not fall for us. coomers and pussyworshippers are a legion of losers.
No.298464
>>297028>Talking to succubi, having sex, even finding a girlfriend, is not complicated, on the contrary it is quite simple, the complicated thing is keeping her and putting up with her stupidity.this reads like it's coming from personal experience
No.298808
>>297028>you want to lead a quiet life alone.nobody does and 99 percent of those who do are miserable or mentally ill and the isolation worsens their problems.