The-One
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I realised recently after my birthday that it was 10 years since I reached puberty, what a waste of a decade. It all started to go downhill when sexual attraction became part of one's life and when I realised that an ugly asian male was about as attractive to white females as a drug needle with HIV.
It's morbidly amusing looking back to see the long term repercussions of that, and how that one thing led to social eptitude, personality defects, mental illness, lack of social network and support, poorer career prospects (what with the poor social skills and all). Not to mention the years spent in university halls alone in a room masturbating to porn while real boy and girls were ******* each other down the corridor.
An end to my ugliness will of course come soon, in the form of advanced medical/dental/sports science. In recent times my parents have agreed to help (I said help, not a handout) me with the upfront costs. My mother used to think that one day, I'll "grow out of it" and realise the value of inner beauty when I meet a nice girl. My father used to think that I as a shell of a man, couldn't be more pathetic. Both are ready to admit they were wrong after a decade and that they just want to see a grandchild someday and that should I die suddenly, someone will notice that I'm actually dead and inform them of said fact.
So it's 10 years for me, how about you?
It's morbidly amusing looking back to see the long term repercussions of that, and how that one thing led to social eptitude, personality defects, mental illness, lack of social network and support, poorer career prospects (what with the poor social skills and all). Not to mention the years spent in university halls alone in a room masturbating to porn while real boy and girls were ******* each other down the corridor.
An end to my ugliness will of course come soon, in the form of advanced medical/dental/sports science. In recent times my parents have agreed to help (I said help, not a handout) me with the upfront costs. My mother used to think that one day, I'll "grow out of it" and realise the value of inner beauty when I meet a nice girl. My father used to think that I as a shell of a man, couldn't be more pathetic. Both are ready to admit they were wrong after a decade and that they just want to see a grandchild someday and that should I die suddenly, someone will notice that I'm actually dead and inform them of said fact.
So it's 10 years for me, how about you?