/r8k/ - r8k

>you attract what you fear

im terrified of moids who are chill and communicate clearly!

I don't lurk this board very much, but whenver i do, I always see some femcels talking about how moids aren't people and are only good for reducing moid numbers. I know most of it is probably bait, but aren't men supposed the be hatefull one's?

Is it possible that our earth was once visited by extraterrestrials?

Masculinity monday

i would be soooooooo sad if every moid reading this posted nudes and killed himself

The absurd and condescending normiecore propensity to MARCH RIGHT UP TO COMPLETE STRANGERS, OR AT BEST ACQUAINTANCES, (or worse, gossiping behind their backs) to demand they smile, interrogate their quietness, and/or rudely criticize them (implied more often than directly) as if they were doing a heckin' badwrong faux pas after all they've done is MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS in a public space!

Is this site better than .moe? better than lainchan?

>You won't die from never having sex silly

You're wrong. Yes, you will. Sex and love are right there next to food, water, sleep, and shelter as our basic physiological and psychological needs for a reason. Quit trying to share your self-delusional justifications for being a low-value male loser like a crab inna bucket and face reality.

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It's been proven by studies: you go without, you die several years early from all those health consequences (mental, physical, emotional) of being alone and unloved all your life. Solitude is more lethal than chain-smoking or morbid obesity.

But disregarding science and taking a philosophical stab: decades of living on the front-row of deep despair because nobody's at your side just sucks, man. Barely worth all the effort of surviving when you have no one to bring with you, no one to appreciate you and yours but yourself. A difference like masturbation or sex with the one you love and who loves you, for several reasons. We are souls made of love, made for love, love is the soul's sole sustenance. We weren't designed, we didn't grow from the earth, for solitary existence.

"Having something in common with someone isn't something you have, it's something you make, together." –F. Scott Fitzgerald

"And the LORD God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him." –Genesis 2:18 KJV

"Alone. Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and 'hell' is only a poor synonym." –Stephen King

when you learn what poles are really like, fantasizing about them becomes addictive yet unpleasant.

inb4 "it's your taste in males" even though im a virgin and only know that poles just want to hurt us because they admit it

relatable

just need a girl who can love me back fml

my life is worthless

I wanna get laid before I die

so pls just rape and kill me

i'm even sadder now that I have to use this crappy ripoff instead of 4chan

pic not rel

(1/2) I have a shocking true story to share with you, brethren. It is the story of the woke takeover of Canada, and how I, a healthy and intelligent white male, became a victim of its life-hating chokehold on the country.

A bit of background info about myself: I come from a stable middle-class background, was intellectually precocious, skipped a grade, excelled academically, fairly attractive but socially introverted, decent build, moderately athletic. Got into a decent university and performed well but was struck by the poor quality of the education. Shortly before I'm about to graduate I have a sudden and profound dissociative episode severe enough to be comparable to an MKUltra mind-wipe. I'm talking no memory, no awareness of space or time, no ego functioning whatsoever. After some unspecified period of time I manage to re-integrate my psyche and naturally become suspicious of my family with whom I was living. I press them about the issue but am met with evasive or defensive responses. Eventually our arguments come to a head and I agree to go to the emergency room, where I am assessed by several doctors who immediately certify me (i.e. involuntarily commit me) under our mental health act laws with an initial diagnosis of unspecified psychosis due to suspicion. One of the doctors is even bold enough to mock me, saying "You don't think there's a conspiracy against you, do you?", knowing that I can't protest. I have no choice but to comply, and after the initial shock wears off I realize the only course of action is to be as sane, polite, reasonable and compliant as possible in the hopes that someone responsible will notice the glaring incommensurability of the situation. As I sit on the psych ward, nurses and patients do eventually notice and begin commenting, with some nurses even approaching me directly with hushed inquiries as to why I'm there and offering advice for proceeding with legal appeals.

In my interviews with the psychiatrist I'm asked about my experience at university, and I respond honestly (for some reason) that I thought the standards were low and many of the students present didn't seem like they should be there if they were struggling with what to me seemed like basic material. At this point the psychiatrist tells me that modern universities "cater to all skill levels" and that it is not apPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

I'm entirely fucked up.

>Any way to get rid of this fucking life with high success rate?

>No drugs available here.

Any possible suggestions will help a lot.

i wanna kill myself

need man to praise me