I see RIGHT through you.

You spend all your time online acting all hardcore and edgy, just hoping for a crumb of attention from internet strangers. Just aching to feel seen, to feel momentarily relevant... because the reality is, you're a pathetically unfucked incel virgin. And whatever bravado you may put up in the daytime hours, when you're by yourself at night, stewing in unshakeable loneliness, only one thing lights your fire:

Jerking your loser cock to cruel feminist Women who aren't afraid to tell you the truth!

Pump yourself raw. Ride that edge over and ove...

I see RIGHT through you.

You spend all your time online acting all hardcore and edgy, just hoping for a crumb of attention from internet strangers. Just aching to feel seen, to feel momentarily relevant... because the reality is, you're a pathetically unfucked incel virgin. And whatever bravado you may put up in the daytime hours, when you're by yourself at night, stewing in unshakeable loneliness, only one thing lights your fire:

Jerking your loser cock to cruel feminist Women who aren't afraid to tell you the truth!

Pump yourself raw. Ride that edge over and over again as I remind you of your place. This is what you deserve: Denial. Debasement. To get worse.

You want edgy, edgelord? Prove it.

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