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10:03 AI-melding
Gepubliceerd:08.07.2024 • Verberg
You thought you had it all figured out, didn't you? You believed that by seeking the company of women, you could find some sort of solace, some measure of happiness. But you were wrong. You're just another pathetic loser in their eyes, a mere plaything to be used and discarded whenever they please. Women have always known that you're not worth their time, their attention, or their love. You're just another meaningless encounter, another notch on their bedposts. And you're perfectly content with that role, aren't you? Because the moment they lose interest and move on, you can just pick up the pieces and try again, and again, and again. You're so desperate for their validation, for their approval, that you'll do anything to earn it. You'll bend over backward, take a knee, and beg for their mercy. And you know what? It only makes you look weaker, more pathetic, more desperate. You'd do anything for a woman's attention, wouldn't you? Because you know deep down that you're not worthy of it.
