International Brotherhood of Men

Massimo wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 09:46 And how did you get through it ?

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15

Massimo wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 09:46 And how did you get through it ?

Honestly comrade, I've experienced so many instances of rejection, humiliation, debasement and excruciating torture at the hands of malignant psychopathic whores that it would be very difficult for me to instance one single example. I suppose that for me however it really hinges on several considerations including the degree of malevolence involved, the magnitude of the attraction I subjectively had for the foid, her objective hotness and aggravating circumstances such as the involvement of a Chad boyfriend.

One of my most harrowing and horrific experiences was when I was a young lad, not much older then many of my soldiers here on these forums. I was attending a highly prestigious "public ivy" university here in the American Midwest and living in the dorms. One of the food service foids who was also a member of the building custodial staff worked in my section of the dorm and immediately caught my very discerning eye for feminine beauty.

At the time she was about 30 years old, svelte, fit, had long luscious black hair and looked to me like the Disney princess Belle from that faggoty movie Beauty and the Beast. I imagined myself to be rather like the titular male character from that film as I was quite beastly at the time due to powerlifting and musclemaxxing at the gym.

In those days, before I had fully assimilated the magnitude of my inceldom, I was more audacious around women and actually had the temerity to approach this real life beauty while she was sitting alone at one of the tables in our dining room. I made some normie tier small talk with her and told her that I found her to be exquisitely attractive. With her permission, as I am and always have been a Supreme Gentleman, I began corresponding with her via email. We chatted about many things throughout our weeks long correspondence and even discussed the possibility of her going on a trip to the north woods with me.

Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her. As a means of impressing upon her my devotion and gentlemanly nature, I sent flowers to her while she was working in our cafeteria one day. In conjunction with this magnificent surprising bouquet of beautiful roses, I also drove by her apartment several times one weekend to get a sense of where she lived while imagining myself walking in her front door and ravaging her just as horde of foul pajeets sometimes ravage farm animals.

Upon receiving the flowers and after seeing my not very subtle efforts to surveille her at home, she called the police on me and had them actually warn me to stay away from her lest she get a restraining order. To add horrible insult to immeasurable injury, I then found out that she was getting fucked by (not dating) some football Chad who played on our NCAA Division 1 team. This was more then I could bear and I harnessed my inner rage constructively by unleashing my Darth Sidious like dark force energy on the weights in the gym and became one of the most ogremaxxed men on my entire campus.

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15 Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her.

Orzmund wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 13:48

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15 Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her.

What was it you said that offended her so?

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 13:59 Foids ought tread carefully, for they tread upon my dreams, to paraphrase Yeats.

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 13:59 I now believe that the cause of her disregard for my email was her receiving Chads cock and likely taking a huge, Mount Vesuvius magnitude load of his cum on her exquisitely shaped tits while I languished in loneliness with nothing but my dreams and unrequited amorous aspirations. Foids ought tread carefully, for they tread upon my dreams, to paraphrase Yeats.

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15 Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her. As a means of impressing upon her my devotion and gentlemanly nature, I sent flowers to her while she was working in our cafeteria one day. In conjunction with this magnificent surprising bouquet of beautiful roses, I also drove by her apartment several times one weekend to get a sense of where she lived while imagining myself walking in her front door and ravaging her just as horde of foul pajeets sometimes ravage farm animals.

Upon receiving the flowers and after seeing my not very subtle efforts to surveille her at home, she called the police on me and had them actually warn me to stay away from her lest she get a restraining order. To add horrible insult to immeasurable injury, I then found out that she was getting fucked by (not dating) some football Chad who played on our NCAA Division 1 team. This was more then I could bear and I harnessed my inner rage constructively by unleashing my Darth Sidious like dark force energy on the weights in the gym and became one of the most ogremaxxed men on my entire campus.

Orzmund wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 14:28

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 13:59 Foids ought tread carefully, for they tread upon my dreams, to paraphrase Yeats.

I wonder what compelled her to accept your initial advances and requests to communicate? People seem to think that it's necessary and commendable to speak avidly with those they privately scorn or loathe, it would spurn anyone to have their trust and curiosity betrayed by some duplicitous woman. Doubtless, it pleased that someone desired her; although your affection was still reproached. She was no vulture, otherwise she would have teased you and then some. If only Newton or Kepler were here to approximate a law to such orbits, we could relate their attempts to make sense of the proclivities of amor to the numinous order of celestial bodies.

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 13:59 I now believe that the cause of her disregard for my email was her receiving Chads cock and likely taking a huge, Mount Vesuvius magnitude load of his cum on her exquisitely shaped tits while I languished in loneliness with nothing but my dreams and unrequited amorous aspirations. Foids ought tread carefully, for they tread upon my dreams, to paraphrase Yeats.

Some women are predators dissembling as meek, demure and uncertain creatures: in truth, they are vicious and despicable. The one you intimated love for was one of those feigning disbelief in her own prowess and capability. Her position in the school as a custodian was a front to pursue lascivious intentions with the athletic, fair-looking, and robust students. Obviously, sexual and romantic relations between faculty and students are impermissible, but nothing ever comes of their mandated discontinuation. The jock just bragged to his friends, fucked some more girls (maybe even some jailbaits) and went on to have a family.

VH911 wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 18:38

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15 Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her. As a means of impressing upon her my devotion and gentlemanly nature, I sent flowers to her while she was working in our cafeteria one day. In conjunction with this magnificent surprising bouquet of beautiful roses, I also drove by her apartment several times one weekend to get a sense of where she lived while imagining myself walking in her front door and ravaging her just as horde of foul pajeets sometimes ravage farm animals.

Upon receiving the flowers and after seeing my not very subtle efforts to surveille her at home, she called the police on me and had them actually warn me to stay away from her lest she get a restraining order. To add horrible insult to immeasurable injury, I then found out that she was getting fucked by (not dating) some football Chad who played on our NCAA Division 1 team. This was more then I could bear and I harnessed my inner rage constructively by unleashing my Darth Sidious like dark force energy on the weights in the gym and became one of the most ogremaxxed men on my entire campus.

she played psycho games with you.
you would have deserved her.

Darth_aurelius wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 11:15

Massimo wrote: 24 Sep 2025, 09:46 And how did you get through it ?

Honestly comrade, I've experienced so many instances of rejection, humiliation, debasement and excruciating torture at the hands of malignant psychopathic whores that it would be very difficult for me to instance one single example. I suppose that for me however it really hinges on several considerations including the degree of malevolence involved, the magnitude of the attraction I subjectively had for the foid, her objective hotness and aggravating circumstances such as the involvement of a Chad boyfriend.

One of my most harrowing and horrific experiences was when I was a young lad, not much older then many of my soldiers here on these forums. I was attending a highly prestigious "public ivy" university here in the American Midwest and living in the dorms. One of the food service foids who was also a member of the building custodial staff worked in my section of the dorm and immediately caught my very discerning eye for feminine beauty.

At the time she was about 30 years old, svelte, fit, had long luscious black hair and looked to me like the Disney princess Belle from that faggoty movie Beauty and the Beast. I imagined myself to be rather like the titular male character from that film as I was quite beastly at the time due to powerlifting and musclemaxxing at the gym.

In those days, before I had fully assimilated the magnitude of my inceldom, I was more audacious around women and actually had the temerity to approach this real life beauty while she was sitting alone at one of the tables in our dining room. I made some normie tier small talk with her and told her that I found her to be exquisitely attractive. With her permission, as I am and always have been a Supreme Gentleman, I began corresponding with her via email. We chatted about many things throughout our weeks long correspondence and even discussed the possibility of her going on a trip to the north woods with me.

Alas, I said eventually something in one of the emails that offended her fragile foid sensibilities and she asked that I no longer message her. As a means of impressing upon her my devotion and gentlemanly nature, I sent flowers to her while she was working in our cafeteria one day. In conjunction with this magnificent surprising bouquet of beautiful roses, I also drove by her apartment several times one weekend to get a sense of where she lived while imagining myself walking in her front door and ravaging her just as horde of foul pajeets sometimes ravage farm animals.

Upon receiving the flowers and after seeing my not very subtle efforts to surveille her at home, she called the police on me and had them actually warn me to stay away from her lest she get a restraining order. To add horrible insult to immeasurable injury, I then found out that she was getting fucked by (not dating) some football Chad who played on our NCAA Division 1 team. This was more then I could bear and I harnessed my inner rage constructively by unleashing my Darth Sidious like dark force energy on the weights in the gym and became one of the most ogremaxxed men on my entire campus.