I don't really indulge anything major like physical violence, but dropping every ounce of manners I once had is something that's been a natural reaction to my predicament of being an incel.
at this point I don't have respect for really anybody, nowadays. seeing that I've been repeatedly fucked over by the people of this society, why should I even attempt to formulate respect for anybody? i mean, they won't fucking respect me no matter what.
I don't typically shy away from hurling insults at people who even just so slightly fuck with me. it's not a good practice for keeping a job, but honestly I don't think I'd be able to leave the 'nice guy' mask on for long, seeing that I've found that it's straining on my own character. it feels good to be rude sometimes, though. especially if you've been one to be the polite one for such a long time during one's youth such as me. the power rush you feel from being able to insult somebody, especially in real life, is immensely satisfying.
at this point I don't have respect for really anybody, nowadays. seeing that I've been repeatedly fucked over by the people of this society, why should I even attempt to formulate respect for anybody? i mean, they won't fucking respect me no matter what.
I don't typically shy away from hurling insults at people who even just so slightly fuck with me. it's not a good practice for keeping a job, but honestly I don't think I'd be able to leave the 'nice guy' mask on for long, seeing that I've found that it's straining on my own character. it feels good to be rude sometimes, though. especially if you've been one to be the polite one for such a long time during one's youth such as me. the power rush you feel from being able to insult somebody, especially in real life, is immensely satisfying.
