How do you genuinely feel when you see a lovey dovey couple?
How do you genuinely feel when you see a lovey dovey couple?
I honestly feel like committing a hate crime against couples.
painfuly smile
It hits kinda different not gonna lie
Like you know that feeling when you ain't ate in a minute and you watchin' the Food Network
It's like that but for the soul
i laugh because i know its all bullshit
l'll show you lovey dovey
Love isn't an innocent thing, no matter who you are. The media representation leaves out all the hardships and ups-and-downs that happen over the course of a life.
It's a bad comparison. True love does exist, but it isn't what you see in the movies; it is seeing somebody and being willing to make the sacrifices necessary to secure their needs as well as yours.
deep and abiding hatred. like the only hope is that they horribly break up and have a terrible time or something. i know a pretty decent number of people in relationships are in generally shitty ones which is at least some consolation, but whenever I see a couple who genuinely like each other it's so alienating and confusing. like why did luck shine on them and not other perfectly good people? I'm not even referring to myself here, but even when you think of say domestic abuse victims who probably didn't do anything wrong, why should they have such a shit time while norman and norma here have a great time?
Wish them the best, at least somebody is happy
>Wish them the best, at Ieast somebody is happy
I just tell myself she has a massive body count and it doesn't bother me anymore. Now what really makes me angry is when I see these smoking hot blonde Christian girls with these doughy husbands.
I don't get upset at the idea of couples per se, but PDA is obnoxious more often than not.
Have sex boi
>Have sex boi
make him
Did you come up with that analogy by yourself? That's fucking good m8
miserable because i want it and its just never going to happen
I can't make him
He needs to find the drive to put himself out there and pound them walls nigguh
If not he gay
Sick. And then want to kill myself. One of my housemates sometimes loudly bangs his gf in the room next door and each cry of pleasure feels like a knife to my heart.
that would drive me to do heroin
Yes, you too. I want you to be happy and find the happiness in others. Everyone is precious
your butt is precious
Mixed feelings. First, burning anger, wishing I could beat the dude to a pulp, hearing the sweet cries of desperation comming from the girl. I'm not just breaking his skull. I'm breaking the hypergamous system in place, I'm braking the curse that the genetic lotery has cast on me. The blood splashing in my face tastes like victory, and the cries... God, the cries... Like symphonies played by angels.
But then, that feeling of anger fades, my theeth and fists are not clenched anymore. There is only shame and sadness. All that destructive force is now turned against myself. How can I bee such an horrible person that rejoices in the suffering of others which happiness burns me with wrath? What kind of sick joke is my life? Why haven't death taken me yet? I lay in bed that night
> I may not wake up tomorow
that thought gives me enough peace to fall in a deep and dreamless slumber.
I feel like nature is calling me out on my autism
Nothing. I feel absolutely nothing at all when I see these things.
I wouldn't say it's ugly but you're hitting the wrong string, user. Be kind, please
i'll hit your string user
anime fag btfo
I miss my long distance gf a lot and I cry and i run home flapping my blue balls on the floor
Dude, get laid.
Sad and angry at myself.
Like a hobo watching rich people, like a cripple watching people running, etc.
I feel like I might have stolen it from a stand-up comedian but I'm not sure
Also I was kinda hungry when I wrote that.
I feel happy for them, before being slowly consumed by sadness wishing to be like them as well.
wholesum poast/10 thank you for the good content user
kind of meh, wish i was able to go out- chad but liked my eating fast food and playing video games with friend.
Mixed feelings. First, burning anger, wishing I could beat the dude to a pulp, hearing the sweet cries of desperation comming from the girl. I'm not just breaking his skull. I'm breaking the hypergamous system in place, I'm breaking the curse that the genetic lotery has cast on me. The blood splashing in my face tastes like victory, and the cries... God, the cries... Like symphonies played by angels.
But then, that feeling of anger fades, my theeth and fists are not clenched anymore. There is only shame and sadness. All that destructive force is now turned against myself. How can I be such an horrible person that rejoices in the suffering of others which happiness burns me with wrath? What kind of sick joke is my life? Why haven't death taken me yet? I lay in bed that night
> I may not wake up tomorow
that thought gives me enough peace to fall in a deep and dreamless slumber.
It just hurts a little, like a sting. I am not going to lie and say I wish them hapiness, I just don't think about them. I feel fine being alone, but then I am reminded that couples are a thing, then I feel really bad for a little while. I am not the kind of person who ever feels anger, I am more prone to sadness. Man I want to be happy someday.
Crushing sadness, just a reminder of my own failure.
I feel sad and lonely, but I think its cute.
I think they're retarded apes. It will end and they'll be sad and in general be predictable as fuck at every turn.
It only motivates me to find a cute girl to hold hands with and do cutesy shit with, too.
But, if we ever cross paths with that couple again, it's going to turn into a competition to see who can show the most affection humanly possible in public without getting arrested.
why do you type like a fucking nigger
I've seen so many of them, I really don't care anymore.
Kinda like my stomach just fell from its harness
When I'm out and about with my gf I keep a lookout for guys who stare with jealousy, rage and despair and it makes me feel so much schadenfraude and appreciate what I have. Thanks guys.
No problem, user. Keep kissing your girl to establish dominance and be forever grateful, but always remember that they could very well be you if you're not careful.
cannot know what it feels so why care
then i continue walking
Despair and hopelessness have been in style since 2013.
I was a virgin till 21 and then faked a new persona to get girls. Now, 7 years later and 5 years deep into a relationship, new problems are cropping up because the facade has crumbled and all my old issues are still there, but I am blessed nonetheless.
Don't give up
Depends the races and how attractive the couple are
those doughy husbands are better than you at every single aspect that matters. this is why you'll die a seething incel and they get to plow pure pussy every night. honestly? I'd kill myself over it if I were you
I feel glad for them, and wish there was someone for me
I feel happy when I see a happy couple.
I don't begrudge them their happiness, I just wish I could have something similar.
>he thinks life is a porno and people have sex every night
Hatred, disgust, and self loathing. It's a big reason to why I don't bother going outside any more.
I want happy people to die, all of them.
this needs to be read out loud
>How do you genuinely feel when you see a lovey dovey couple?
a pussy slave with his slavemaster.
i cringe
It is if your a Chad........
why the fuck in the first place they need to hold hands in public?
is like they are saying HEY LOOK SHES MY GF LOOK
fucking assholes i fucking hate them
Teenagers getting handsy in public does little to me because I fail to relate on a very basic level.
Just wait until you're old enough to get invited to social gatherings with married couples your own age. I have nothing to talk about. It makes me want to die.
i feel happy for them because theyre so cute, and i reminisce on the past and remember how i used to feel like that
very nice! i wish the best for them! i'm not envious or anything, i don't hate that i'm ugly or anything, and i certainly don't think about my crush doing this to somebody else! i f-feel good that people are this happy-y :)
This, or when they're like 18 or something and the guy puts his arm around the whores neck to say "yeah look I'm not a loser guy, look at how much women I can pull (sort of is liked by one woman)" disgusts me, they can get a room. Indians are fucking annoying with how much contact they seem to share with the sweaty, swarthy physiques it makes me want to throw up. You should not touch a woman's arm in public, or sides, or waist, or fucking anything, its gross. The body is supposed to be a work of art, way to over-indulge in it and drain it of its goodness like a trawlerman in a trout lake.
Makes me happy. Desu.
A pang of jealousy and sadness and regret.
There is that One Guy, you know?
When I was six new neighbors moved in across the cul de sac.
The oldest kid is a boy my age.
I struggle with everything, everything is easy for him.
We are both 24 now.
I saw him over the 4th when his parents had us over.
Me
>still living at home; working 10-12 hours a week for $9/hours a barista; still 50+ hours from graduation
Him
>graduated university at 18 with an associates in engineering and a 4.0 GPA; working sales for an IT company; owns a house outright; brought his gorgeous redhead wife over in his Mercedes (I was invited to their wedding last year but did not go).
When him & his wife first arrived I was seething with rage. When I saw how much they obviously truly love each other I was seething with jealousy. They had tons of beer so I drank a bit too much.
I was watching her bring him drinks, how they took every chance to touch each other, how her eyes lit up whenever she looked at him, everything I dream of. I was so jealous I thought about just stabbing him.
Then she announced she was pregnant. She was OBVIOUSLY incredibly happy. Everyone was so happy for them.
And I was crushed. Just - empty, hollowed out. Dead inside.
About 20 minutes later I said I had to work the next day & left.
I went to my room and just stared at the wall for an hour.
I am still just perfectly numb.
I'm ok, why would I have any other emotions?
The other night I was nightwalking and some couple was in my way, was really hot night so not surprising.
Just said hello and passed them. Girl looked really happy being out with him. No one have ever been so happy around me. Sucks to be incel but that's my fault.
This.
I was watching the new Spiderman the other day, and the cute MJ/Spidey scenes hurt.
Nothing. As long as they aren't obnoxiously trying to get in my way visually or auditory it's fine, I can look at something else in a bit. The teens that clearly show off though, fuck those. Inclined to knock the boy out and rip the girl's clothes apart, don't be obnoxious on purpose.
You talkin about the red dots or feathers?
Yeah.
It took me a while to realize it, but there are guys that are just good at life.
...and some that are bad at it