/vr/ - Retro Games

>>5157773
>It fucking hurts.

I know, right? I too wasted my youth on computer games and it pains me to know I'll never get that back.

Quite frequently I hear the sentiment that the finding of a girlfriend, the first taste of sex or just the general acceptance into a social circle that doesn’t just loiter in the chasm of gaming and obscurity would be the elixir that eradicates every atom of anguish inside of you. I cannot help but question if all of us are fully aware of how deep our wounds truly are.

Those crucial developmental years. Times we wished we’d spent basking in validation from peers, jovially attending party after party and sharing a kiss with your crush under a crystal moonlight. Well those were times we spent under the whip hand of normies and in front of the blind eye of the stacies we so fervently lusted after. For every bird perched upon a lush canopy, there are a million cockroaches roving aimlessly in the sewers below and as we asphyxiate on the putrid stench and try to break free, we are only met with mouths that vituperate us and feet that stamp on us.

So on lazar stairs we implore people to give us the love and validation we have been craving but instead of receiving the water to quench your eternal thirst, you receive a death warrant with your name on it, and you look up to see your fellow comrade in inceldom as he welcomes you to hell and your eyes are at last opened to the flames that engulf you, the flames that incinerate every trace of hope but never grant you death.