The other day, I was doing my shopping. Nothing unusual, just trying to distract myself from how I’m alone and noone will ever love me.

As I’m in the frozen food aisle, this baby starts straight-up bawling. I don’t usually mind little kids (although f*moids tend to think I’m a predator when I’m around kids because I’m ugly); but this is starting to get irritating. I turn around to ask the mom if she can get him to shut up (classic Stacy btw, about 5 inches taller than me and probably got about 10 beta orbiters) and I catch a glimpse of the kid. OF COURSE he is a total chad, hunter eyes, square defined jaw, blond hair, blue eyes, good facial symmetry.

In that moment I thought of how that fucking baby will be a million times more romantically successful than me, how he will have girls simping for him and begging to suck his cock just because of the genetic lottery, and THAT LITTLE SHIT HAS THE AUDACITY TO CRY. I was *this* close to yelling at him, but I decided just to glare at him instead.

The little bastard smiled at me, and I swear I saw him laugh at my life as he looked into my eyes- he knows even now that I am a failure compared to him.