No, I am just being on-topic, whereas you are being pathetic. You do not know how to retort. You just suck at it. So just stop doing it and stick to the topic, okay?
I don’t think she is. Why would an attractive girl date a guy she met on some random near dead philosophy forum who is shy and who has no balls to post a pic of himself unedited?
You focus on other people’s relationships projecting because of the absence and lack of relationship opportunities in your own life. I understand your need to project on me.
How does it feel being alone and unwanted?
Do you deal with anxieties of depression or thoughts of suicide?
Please tell me the emotions you feel mentally when these mood shifts occur. Takes notes
You’re projecting again Magnus Anderson. Tell me, living in your mother’s basement suffering from prolonged unemployment having others buy you food, internet, and other basic essentials in daily life of Romania, do you feel like you suffer with social intimacy in relationships?
Tell me about your dating encounters in relationships. Specifically I want to know the kinds of rejections you experience daily. How does it make you feel?
Is your mother overbearing when you try to bring women over? Is your mother too overbearing or domineering when you bring female friends over?
I don’t know about Magnus, but I touch women all the time. But I get to have sex very rarely. I may seem like a happy clown but in fact I am not, I am quite unhappy.
I was wondering if you could have a therapy session for me as well.
Also you should rephrase your question with a different word than touch, otherwise shaking a woman’s hand would count as touching a woman.
I no longer live with my parents, so I don’t bring female friends over. However, my mother is not overbearing around them when she encounters them.
As a young American, I did not, at first. However once they started molesting me that all changed, and I really grew to fantasize about them a lot.
It’s not for moral reasons. I just really am not interested when a woman doesn’t demonstrate any kind of willingness or affection to me.
Trying to maintain a mood or trying to force that which simply isn’t there would be moronic, or brutish, the equivalent of having sex with furniture. No longer enjoyable.