Friday, February 6, 2026

To all incels

 Upper middle forever

 

1.Don’t want to be with someone just to pay the rent,

Where all conversations tackle how much we spent,

No way, that life is the killer of all magic,

The first chapter of how love became tragic.

 

2.Don’t want to be with someone who kicks constantly,

Someone who takes their childhood trauma out on me

And finds excuses to be an abuser,

That is not a man, but a fucking loser.

 

3.Don’t need someone who needs me to make him happy,

Come at me if your life is no longer crappy;

You’ve got a sum of money in the bank, I see,

But you’re still stuck in a poor man’s mentality.

 

4.Nothing worse than those lines with which you hit on me,

Maybe except for your own monthly salary;

If you think I’d put up with you just for your touch,

Then know that a sex toy does not cost so much.

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