About a month ago I was a 6/10 with a head full of hair and a nice ethnik tan, as a 6/10 life was pretty good: respect from my peers, girls giving me IOI's in clubs, around 90 matches of JB's on tinder in 2 days, girls praising me and "unleashing" their true slutty selves as I gave them the minimal attention (got proof btw), my life was good and I could only dream of what being a 7/10 would be like... Then stuff took a turn for thw worst, last weekend I decided to go for a haircut, as I thought that looking more masculine would help me in my lookmaxing quest; "buzz it all of" said the young soon-to-be ethnik slayer to the gypsy hairdresser. After 2 minutes of the sound of that clipper buzzing in my ears regrets came pouring down, the hairline of an oldcel revealed it's asymmetrical self, my heart pounded at 170bpm as I thought "I'm doomed". As my eyes filled with tears, my voice broke as I uttered an aspie and spiteful "thank you" while paying £10 to the biggest mistake I've ever made as an incel. I put on my glasses, I was a freak show a, I was 4/10.
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