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monkeyfff
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- Nov 22, 2025
- 16
There I said it! No hiding, no playing safe and being fake and deceiving you guys. I am an incel. I am a piece of shit for it and I deserve the worst things to happen to me.
This won't be about this diseased identity, but rather about why it makes me in particular a piece of shit.
This is what I always tell myself: "I am an ugly, unattractive, incompetent, unintelligent, unconfident and unmasculine black incel". Everything stems from this. It's how I can assert that I am subhuman. It's how I know I am inferior. That's how I know I am a bad person. It's where the hatred, frustration, envy, evilness, hypocrisy, entitlement and most importantly the fragility comes from.
I deserve this. It honestly doesn't even matter to me anymore if it is because of my genetics (blackpill), personality (bluepill) or lack of a grind mindset (redpill). I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE!
I deserve to die, I need to die, I want to die. It would be better for everyone including me. Gone is this hateful monkey! Gone is this undesirable half-human gremlin-looking ass, dumb-looking ass, pathetic-looking ass inferior organism!
Look, I am sorry for what I am. I never wanted to be this. I feel so bad being this. I cry and I cry because I know. I know what you think of me. It is extra tough when you are also black. So not only am I an incel but I am also of the most impoverished, unintelligent violent race on earth. It's utterly pathetic.
It's weird, I am so passive, so invisible, so weak and yet I blame, I point fingers, I put responsibility on anyone but myself except of course when it comes to my immutable traits. "Oh you aren't tall enough... Your fault!", "Oh you don't have hunter eyes... Your fault!", "oh you don't have a good jawline... Your fault!", "Oh you are black... You guessed it, your fucking fault!".
I want to end on this notion: I am really sorry for what I am. If I had superpowers I would eradicate inceldom from everyone's mind who's infected by it. I really would. I don't want to be this, but I am this. Perhaps this ties back to my world view of predestination. "Everything has already been decided from the start of the beginning. This is just one of the many chain reactions of that first moment. We are just on ride so either enjoy it or don't, that was already determined anyways."
I would gladly be exterminated.
This won't be about this diseased identity, but rather about why it makes me in particular a piece of shit.
This is what I always tell myself: "I am an ugly, unattractive, incompetent, unintelligent, unconfident and unmasculine black incel". Everything stems from this. It's how I can assert that I am subhuman. It's how I know I am inferior. That's how I know I am a bad person. It's where the hatred, frustration, envy, evilness, hypocrisy, entitlement and most importantly the fragility comes from.
I deserve this. It honestly doesn't even matter to me anymore if it is because of my genetics (blackpill), personality (bluepill) or lack of a grind mindset (redpill). I JUST DON'T CARE ANYMORE!
I deserve to die, I need to die, I want to die. It would be better for everyone including me. Gone is this hateful monkey! Gone is this undesirable half-human gremlin-looking ass, dumb-looking ass, pathetic-looking ass inferior organism!
Look, I am sorry for what I am. I never wanted to be this. I feel so bad being this. I cry and I cry because I know. I know what you think of me. It is extra tough when you are also black. So not only am I an incel but I am also of the most impoverished, unintelligent violent race on earth. It's utterly pathetic.
It's weird, I am so passive, so invisible, so weak and yet I blame, I point fingers, I put responsibility on anyone but myself except of course when it comes to my immutable traits. "Oh you aren't tall enough... Your fault!", "Oh you don't have hunter eyes... Your fault!", "oh you don't have a good jawline... Your fault!", "Oh you are black... You guessed it, your fucking fault!".
I want to end on this notion: I am really sorry for what I am. If I had superpowers I would eradicate inceldom from everyone's mind who's infected by it. I really would. I don't want to be this, but I am this. Perhaps this ties back to my world view of predestination. "Everything has already been decided from the start of the beginning. This is just one of the many chain reactions of that first moment. We are just on ride so either enjoy it or don't, that was already determined anyways."
I would gladly be exterminated.