Here's the deal. I am frustrated. Ever since I entered puberty, the sexual desire tormented me the time I take a break, the time I'm not working on anything, and I don't get to contain it all that well anymore. Before, I fapped once per day, even two, and

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Anonymous 08/01/15 (Sat) 19:57:38 67d276 No.538

Here's the deal. I am frustrated. Ever since I entered puberty, the sexual desire tormented me the time I take a break, the time I'm not working on anything, and I don't get to contain it all that well anymore. Before, I fapped once per day, even two, and that was enough. But it's been five years since I started fapping. Nowadays, I hardly feel anything down there, on my worst days, I need three to four orgasms to keep my head clear for barely five minutes. I tried to repress this, but I know it's futile. Working against our nature as a species is probably one of the worst things anyone could do. Precisely, because of its futility. I also feel atracted to chicks when I see them. That didn't happen in the early years of fapping, probably because that was enough. But now, I actually did ask some (several times, always unsucessfully) of them for a date. Most of the times I tried, I embarrassed myself. There was no point. But I still couldn't take it.

Now, I know what you're going to say. Just indulge in your carnal desires, right? I'm not so sure if I should. It's going to bring me pleasure and that's it. Nothing truly useful, no intellectual value, or intrinsecal, nothing. Just a change in the chemistry of my brain for a bit, something any drug could do. You get along with her, and she might cuck you or you might end up married and getting alimony, especially with feminism roaming our world. I'm better off alone.

I could use some discussion.

Anonymous 08/03/15 (Mon) 06:52:15 f0f25b No.554

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Stop fapping, get an onahole from the nips, don't touch your dick until you get the rubber then fap away.

Every time you see a whore in the vicinity think of the disgusting life you'd have with her, the horrors of STD's, the disgusting sweat, the horrible smell, think of how much a human body is a disgusting piece of shit.

Then look at a nice drawing, if that is your thing, or even porn, to think of the wonders of modern life and the convenience of having almost all aspects of a relationship, except the "authentic" ones the norms like to delude themselves they experience, conveniently packaged or downloadable through the net without the nasty troubles.

You sound like an well read guy, I am sure you have the sophistry available to make yourself think of that without feeling a void.

Our countries are filled with turbo-normalfags with a social life the average murrican chad would envy, be brave anon, you will then be free to pursue your goals without that bother.

I am guessing libido decreases over time, so hang in there, I know I am.

Anonymous 08/07/15 (Fri) 15:50:46 c9b6cb No.592

>>554

I probably should've mentioned that I'm 17. Most people my age do tend to do that, just go out like crazy. I do have some friends that only go out with friends during the day, and they don't go partying. The chicks are a strange case, at least the ones I know. They do go out partying more, but many don't bother with men. Hell, I do have a trusty source that told me that most of these girls actually are still virgin. I used to have a strong case of oneitis (of which its symptoms still affect me, just not all that much), and my target in this case is a chick that has sweet face and eyes, I'd say she's an 8/10. She didn't even fucking bother, in the only two cases in which I went partying late at night (something I actually don't really enjoy, I don't drink and shit, I only went because I wanted to socialize a bit and show this chick that I wasn't a shut in) she hardly looked at the fags that were there. She just drank, talking with the guys and girls. She chatted more with the latter. And I did talk to her, yes.

I'm going to take this chance to tell you about my story with this one in particular. In 2nd of ESO (14 years old, 8th grade for you anglosaxons) was when I met her for the first time. Nothing special, nothing personal. We barely talked. 4th came around (16, 10th grade) and I still barely talked to her. 2014 rolled around, and I started to ask girls out. They all turned me down. There was this petite german chick with huge boobs, and there was an ecuatorian (I think… can't remember where she was from) with which I got a bit farther out. She sent me pictures of her boobs, I sent her a pic of my dick. Dick move, I know. I was young, I learnt from this specific piece of faggotry past. Then, my oneitis started to manifest. I asked this chick out three times. Three times she politely turned me down, her group of friends started to drive me away from her, and some other drama. Only when the year ended I comprehended everything. I was a guy that weighed 80 kg, and was only 1'71 m tall (still am). I wore glasses and somewhat long, curly hair. Average face. There was no way I could do that. Ever since then, I became traumatized. Figuratively, though. I started losing weight, I refined my behaviour and speech, and I started noticing that this chick eventually started eyeballing me in class. But as I've said before, I was embarrassed, I couldn't do the spaghetti spilling I did the past year all over again. So I didn't do jack. I let her go. She's most likely still a virgin. And she's still 16.

Fuck me. I still know better, but… I should really get an onahole. I recently started preaching stoicism as the way to go, however, nature is unavoidable. I hope my story at least entertained you, or gave you a bit of insight on my situation.

Anonymous 08/09/15 (Sun) 06:24:54 f0f25b No.602

>>592

The onahole is better than anyone.

Don't "better" yourself up, you are only falling into the normalfag trap and will eventually turn into one of them or turn into /r9k/, a depressed piece of shit that can't deal with himself because he doesn't experience the normal life.

But I am afraid you are already one disgusting normalfag, going out to parties and showing dicks trough phones in your "immature" years gives it away. I could say that you better buckle up and destroy all of that while you keep reading your classical philosophers, but normies seem to be a mediocre albeit happy bunch.

You are making too much of a fuss over nothing, if you keep into the normie way you will eventually dip your dick into a whore, the less you think about it the more chances you will have. Just don't mortify yourself if you don't.

Anonymous 08/09/15 (Sun) 14:16:57 144c07 No.604

I will eventually need to better myself up, not because whether or not I want to have a gf, but because eventually I'll need to communicate with people to get a job, and to study. I have a goal in life, that I want to fulfill. I will definitely need to better myself if I want to work towards it. I won't get depressed, because it's a futile state of mind. Whenever my primitive brain decides to fuck me over like that, there's shit to be done. I can play vidya, I can stroll around, I can watch anime. I know what normalfags are, mate. I've seen the shit. I know better, and I know why they do what they do. Nothing but fulfilling instincts. Wanting to stay together, wanting to fuck… those lads are barely above animals. Few things distinguish them from animals. And I keep getting drawn into that. Of course, I can't avoid my nature. Nobody can, at least until we can modify our brain chemistry.

I went to two parties in my entire life. That's nothing compared to what other people I know do. I learn fast, ma man. I have to make mistakes if I learn for real. Plus, you have to remember that the past doesn't exist anymore. I've already "destroyed" the dickpic sending, and I probably won't go to another party this summer.

I will probably forget about this ordeal as much as I can. Thanks for the advice.