/lit/ - Literature

>December 2015
>8/10 blonde at my workplace goes up to me with a mistletoe and says loudly so everyone can hear, "Hey Anon, we're both under the mistletoe!"
>everyone but me is howling with laughter
>I completely ignore her with my regular neutral facial expression
>the next day she does the same thing
>I react the same way but kind of move slightly towards her but only to reach something
>she immediately flinches backwards and does a small scream (all while smiling)
>her and everyone else laughed even harder
>tfw Christmas is coming up again and I have the same job

Who else will always be a loser no matter how /fit/ or intelligent you become?

>ywn be one of the cool, rich, super smart people who does stuff and has > $ 5 million in savings and their own Wikipedia page

Why even live? Can I get there solely theough hard work?

Kill yourself, my man.

This is literally one of the worst threads on this board, holy fuck

Someone kill me for reading this and responding

>the amount of effort to do anything worthwhile is huge
>start going through an engineering mathematics textbook
>feel guilty for doing something non practical
>go through an HTML/CSS book
>feel guilty for doing something brainless

How do you cope with the constant guilt? And also the FOMO. It's sunny outside (it's rarely sunny) and the streets are filled with hot af girls because the university term has started. Not that I'll talk to them though but I don't want to not see them.

What's the point of working in a minimum wage job when it gets you zero respect? I'm a retailcuck and I have to stack shelves while wearing a uniform that made me feel like a prisoner when I first wore it.

When people I used to go to school with see me in the store they literally laugh at me. I'm not even memeing, this has happened three times (all of them 7+/10 girls).

Of course on every single wagecuck job I have had I have been reprimanded for not socialising with other co-workers. It's not enough to show up and do the job anymore.

In every single workplace the contrast between male and female wagie jobs has been stark. Females get the easy standing at the counter jobs while men get the equal paying dirty jobs. No, not "fulfilling manual labour", before any of you try to claim that.

>reading vol. 1 of penguin edition of Gibbon's decline and fall
>genuinely no pretentiousness behind it, just wanted something to read on the way to class and was sick of the book i was already reading so grabbed gibbon
>get to class barely on time, had to run
>toss book onto the desk as i put my other shit down quickly
>guy next to me asks seemingly innocently if i'm "really reading" gibbon
>talk to him about it for a minute
>feel good, like i had an enjoyable convo about cool author at university for once
>think about it at random later, initially positively
>realize in retrospect it must have looked like i slammed the book down like YEAH, LOOK AT THAT SHIT, LOOK AT THIS MIGHTY TOME I'M READING WITH MY FEARSOME INTELLECT, EVERYONE LOOK!!!!!!!!!!
>realize his initial question had been kind of sarcastic
>realize i must have looked like i was preening and going "heh yeah i totally am ;)"
>mfw i just wanted to talk about book with friend

>start of university term
>city is flooded with girls around my age
>tfw graduated from the university this year without having any social life at all
>tfw never flirted with a girl or done anything except with escorts
>never ever been to a pub or club or party (not that I could bear to see girls on the hunt for Chads)
>tfw feel awful seeing all those girls that have deemed me a genetic failure and who would be disgusted if I even looked at them
>tfw tinder experiments show that personality doesn't matter, only facial aesthetics do

>inb4 lift, stop being a manlet, have good hygiene (I already do)

How the hell am I supposed to cope with this? It kills me inside. It's currently the sunniest and hottest day of the year, which only adds to the misery.

>dad tells me to paint some stuff
>get mad and go for a walk and tell myself I'll spend all my time at the library of the university I recently graduated from
>go for a walk
>get depressed when I walk past the university knowing that tonnes of normies will soon be having "the time of their life" at the place
>know that I couldn't bear sitting in that library and being surrounded by Chads and Staceys

Life is suffering. My time at university passed without any social life at all. My only contact with girls ever is with escorts (I've never even flirted).

Fuck morality and society. Some men were born good looking enough to get shitloads of sex on tinder daily, others repulse girls just by existing. What a joke.

>dad tells me to paint some stuff
>get mad and go for a walk and tell myself I'll spend all my time at the library of the university I recently graduated from
>go for a walk
>get depressed when I walk past the university knowing that tonnes of normies will soon be having "the time of their life" at the place
>know that I couldn't bear sitting in that library and being surrounded by Chads and Staceys

Life is suffering. My time at university passed without any sovial life at all. My only contact with girls ever is with escorts (I've never even flirted).

Fuck morality and society. Some men were born good looking enough to get shitloads of sex on tinder daily, others repulse girls just by existing. What a joke.

>hot and sunny day
>get bus in to city centre
>qt girl sitting on bus
>see hot girls at a university open day or something, literally 10/10 jailbait looking
>see a blonde with a short skirt and incredible legs with her bf

This is torture. I finished university with zero social experiences and I'm 25 and have never even been on a date with a girl or even flirted with one. I've only ever done prostitutes. I've never been to a pub or club or party.

How the hell do I cope with completely missing out on what others consider the prime of their life?

When did you realise you wasted your time with reading Pynchon and all those books Amazon recommends if you look at Pynchon's books? Me, definitively, yesterday when I was making coffee.

What a load of unfunny and joyless crap. It's all pseudointellectual garbage.

Why are books so consistently boring?

>listen to Hollywood related podcast
>realise that all movies are just disposable entertainment and nothing more
>realise that directors do fuck all compared to writers
>realise that writers are the most important people
>realise that actors are pretentious, have a low skill ceiling, and are interchangeable
>realise that art is so uninteresting that it is really the means to produce more melodrama between the creators and / or the public, not an end in itself
>all "theory" is bullshit and functions in the same way as art

If I have no friends, have never had attention from women, and had all this happen through university as well, why should I care about art if society has rejected me? So much art is just narcissism from the creator rather than an attempt to entertain people.

>go to my city's biggest shopping centre on a sunny day
>normies fucking everywhere

Why give a shit about the human insight of books or whatever when I'll literally never identify with any of these people?

>tfw my retailcuck job is so fucking humiliating
>tfw I was working on mid day and people came in to get lunch food and I literally saw people who I went to university with (doing a computer science degree)
>tfw I am literally smart but lazy (although not lazy lately)
>tfw I only work 18 hours a week but dread every arduous 6 hour shift
>tfw got no graduate job after graduation
>tfw want to quit but not sure whether it would signal my extreme laziness or fierce independence

I thought this would meet a lot of success...