After four years, I finally made it, guys. From old /fit/ to exodus. Turning heads everywhere I go with my dark brooding magnetism (quiet autism). I made it partly to encouraging shitposts from the bois of /fit/. The rest is of course the pain of failure and self loathing.
Now here I am, not even that lean but getting attention from thots years too late. All my friends are dating or married and only half as aesthetic as me. Some unicorn of a lady I never thought I could get walked in and out of my life just like that. I'm just some Cinderella guy now sitting on the base of mt Olympus, contemplating my loneliness. All swoled up and nowhere to go. The parties are fun but I got nothing but my gains at the end. I guess after I'm done moping, I'll pick myself up and get even better so I can enjoy more of the mires and attention.
Cheers buddies. Happy 2018.
Let's do it for your dad.