So I was sitting there, contemplating how fucked my life is. And then I noticed this ugly girl that I know. She also has a kind of personality that I hate, but that's subjective.
Anyway, as I saw her, I started thinking. In life I could only ever have a shot with this kind of behemoth (although not even she is interested in me). But, even if I don't have another option, would I date such a person? I kept thinking about it every now and then over the course of a couple days. My mind kept alternating from thinking it wouldn't be so bad, to horniness, and then to utter horror. It really fucks with your self-perception, imagining yourself with the bottom of the barrel when it comes to the opposite sex. Imagine getting married and having kids with this woman. It would be like a prison, a shameful prison that constantly reminded you of your inferiority. I'd rather be single.
I mean, men are the providers and the ones who actually do stuff. A man has value, but a woman's only value is her looks, and if she's kind and sweet then her personality can make up for her lack of looks. But a woman who fails in both of those departments? God damn.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. Growing up I thought of myself as smart and with a bright future. How did I end up like this, where my only conceivable prospects are betabuxxing some foul-tempered ugly skank? Although I can't even betabuxx yet, since I'm poor with useless skills.
Anyway, as I saw her, I started thinking. In life I could only ever have a shot with this kind of behemoth (although not even she is interested in me). But, even if I don't have another option, would I date such a person? I kept thinking about it every now and then over the course of a couple days. My mind kept alternating from thinking it wouldn't be so bad, to horniness, and then to utter horror. It really fucks with your self-perception, imagining yourself with the bottom of the barrel when it comes to the opposite sex. Imagine getting married and having kids with this woman. It would be like a prison, a shameful prison that constantly reminded you of your inferiority. I'd rather be single.
I mean, men are the providers and the ones who actually do stuff. A man has value, but a woman's only value is her looks, and if she's kind and sweet then her personality can make up for her lack of looks. But a woman who fails in both of those departments? God damn.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. Growing up I thought of myself as smart and with a bright future. How did I end up like this, where my only conceivable prospects are betabuxxing some foul-tempered ugly skank? Although I can't even betabuxx yet, since I'm poor with useless skills.
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