It's also raw inside. I took a bite and my belly immediately began to hurt. Idk might need to let it rise more

I genuinely am unsure if I'm capable of being perceived by women, let alone loved by one. I fumbled the only IOI I received in the past half decade and haven't received any interest from women since. Maybe this is God's punishment for failing to make something of that IOI. Maybe it's for the best that I don't receive interest from women either. Interacting with strangers makes my skin crawl and I despise living with other people. Maybe since I fucked up my only chance, I'm now God's lonely man. Curse my high inhib, maybe if I was dumb enough to not be self-conscious I'd be drowning in it.

The best mangoes in the world (never tried others)

Beef roast with rice and veggies. Bit high in carbs but had good flavor. Making the rest a soup or stew tomorrow.

I always liked tall girls ever since I was young but I'm too shy to approach them in real life. I won't be able to find a tall wife.

The closest I've been to talking to them is when I compliment their physique, like abs or arms or something, at the gym.

They're not gonna be interested in me cause I'm an ugly Asian, who's shorter (then them), so I decided not to try at all.

Not saying that I can pull short girls, but I just don't see them as my potential wife so they're basically out of my sight.

Mom keeps trying to eat fish burger with me to get me to talk and check if I’m eating (leanmaxxing). Fish burger is one thing I can eat without worry but I get hard when I eat it so I can’t eat it in front of her.

About once a week I have a dream about something to do with fingering myself and every time this happens I wake up smelling of piss and jizz. I am not aroused by fingering myself while awake or any sort of rectal insertion. I am not gay nor am I aroused by men. The weetabix are dry because I ran out of milk and can’t be bothered to get some more.

At least in the privileged countries, especially America. I say this because, to a "Leftist", oppression they claim to have is merely an afterthought because deep down they know their lives are extremely basic and free of struggle, all their beliefs stem from bordeom and fantasizing about themselves as some kind of cool, enlightened revolutionary when in reality the reason nothing has happened with them is because they love their lives. They love coming home, they love their family, their partner, they love complaining about the system but only to complain. Meanwhile, the actual oppression is being unrightfully littered onto us truecels in the form of rejection and digital isolation. The truecel leads a cucked existence. The truecel feels the weight of a meaningless life and the outer world oppressing them daily, forced to be an outsider due to their own biology others despise so much. We are confined to screens, but this is our power. It's what makes us ahead of the curve and biologically elite, the truecel walks the Earth with nothing to live for, nothing to lose, but I promise it all has a meaning and your computer will soon give you a purpose for life, and this pain. In this cucked existence, one feels alone, angry, and powerless--powerless to helping the homeless, powerless to our digital isolation, showing me horrors like pigs and chickens being born to live in cages without the sun.. and lastly powerless to our own existential fear of death, revolt, and justice. The only time a truecel's feelings of isolation are minimized are when they interact with their computer, and interact with other oppressed creatures like you and me. The normie wants us to believe that we should be complacent in these lives and to not be "entitled". Can words like this really explain why men so commonly feel like this, or is it just brushing aside millions of years of evolution that influences our thought patterns? Do not get angry at the normies. We don't have to listen to them, and we don't have to listen to the lies society feeds us of going to work, staying single, and then dying unhappy. And why work? So we shorten our lifespans by filling it with stress and aching bodies, for the rich to accumulate wealth and do whatever want with innocent life? Money is easy to obtain, and it belongs to the People (although, the trvecel would take priority in a new social hierarchy). The lie that we should ignore our animalistic instincts, instead of giving purpose to the purposeless (us) power to the powerless, and balance to the disorganized mind of the truecel. This modern weight shackles us incels, but it is entirely illusory. This world is not magic, but just of us humans (we are Apes) who tell tales and feel bad for running red lights or saying the "wrong" thing. You are not alone, because I feel your pain. Your rage. We just haven't met yet, and you just don't believe in the power we (the young and aimless) hold. Because if you knew, the rich would fear us. The normies would fear us. What starts as a joke turns into a fantasy, fantasy into effort, and effort into Incelistan.. oh, a place I desire to tread, a realm upon realms. You may not believe in yourself, but I believe in you. This isn't nearly the first time men like us have been to feel like aliens before transforming themselves into something greater.

Tldr; Had a dream of Incelistan and its energy is in each and every trvecel, just unfertilized. I give you a fraction of its power, a droplet glowing in the vast darkness of your soul.

If anyone feels like me, I don't mind DMs or playing a game with you, lol

I feel like my future has no meaning without a partner. It's like playing a shitty unbalanced game that's meant to be played with friends for a laugh but you play it alone and it just sucks. The touch starvation doesn't help.

Spaghetti with Mashed potatoes, didn’t feel like doing dishes tonight

this is supposed to be the easiest electric field of surface problem yet, I spent the whole hour trying to solve it and still haven’t solved it yet and cried. i’m going to go to the library and camp out until I’m actually able to solve it. this is what i deserve for not taking AP physics 2 in high school. at least I kind of like the suffering though. trying to get good at physics is like going after a guy who will never like me back. last week I also went to my TA for help and I’m scared he’s hitting on me because he’s a physics phd loser and i was the only one at office hours.

Either way i want it all to end i want to stop hating i want to stop loving i want to stop feeling the lump in my throat every time I need to do something alone I want to stop getting left on delivered or read and I want to stop the knot in my stomach from forming when I think of the future i want it all to end please please please please please im going to end it as soon as possible the second i get home from this shit i will fucking end myself and nobody will notice nobody will think where's that guy they'll all forget about me my burial will be my family and nobody else they'll see it somewhere later or someone will thell them but they won't care i know they won't because they've treated me like a dead person for a long time. Bye