/lit/ - Literature

>>18547672

>sees me talking shit
>calls it "bitching and whining"
>projecting this hard

you sound like the type of faggot who reads books. Literally why reasonable people don't come to this fucking sub.

>>18547683
Look at this guy. This guy understands and respects legitimacy. He knows what quality attributes in a person are. This guy likely has a meaningful amount of physical interactions with other humans because he can understand which individuals have quality personalities and strength of character. Let's analyze what he wrote, in his short, yet meaningful statement.

>Sounds good

Here, he acknowledges that I have made him an offer, he respects me and what i have to offer, so he accepts it. Why does he do this? Why does he respect me rather than condemn me? Because he wants what I have, he wants confidence, strength, power, literacy, and supremacy above men. He sees me and he thinks "Wow, that person is clearly superior to the people on this website, perhaps there is a way I can attain some semblance of that legitimacy and strength"


>you have a forceful attitude.

He notices how starkly my vivid and palpable power bleeding through my text contrasts with the meek little boys typing with their flaccid-penis fingers on this website. The people, like yourself, who add nothing to the conversation but meaningless 128-character twitter phoneposts that cannot even compete with the quality of conversation provided by a bot.

He sees all of you, unwilling to write, uninspired, unwilling to fight, willing to do nothing but spew and markedly trite pathetic personal attacks rather than spend the time to dig as deep into the motherfucker as you can with hard hitting, accurate, and personalized shit talk.

He notices the virility in my words, my passion, my strength, indicating that I have a healthy and robust ego, that I have a considerable amount of will to live, and my written words in the familiar, colloquial, and urban style provide evidence that my education comes not from the books of some dead subhuman faggots who hid in the darkness with their thoughts, but from the reality of the streets, from the blood and thunder of the gods among men, the people who send the loser nerds into the darkness of their room to cry and hate themselves for their failures.

He knows this is who I am, because he has seen people like me before. He has interacted with these people and enjoyed these experiences, respected these people, because he sees self-improvement as a possibility. He wants to grow and attain power.

You condemn me because you doubt you will ever be able to wield the power, the passion, and the fury I do in my work. You offer this little niggle of shit talk and walk away as if your words had any meaning. Why? Because you don't have the will to fight, you don't enjoy fighting because you believe you will lose. You don't see yourself as a powerful man, you see yourself as a weak, defeated, and downtrodden soul coming here to find solace.