- Joined
- Jul 21, 2016
There's this thing that seems to be happening that could be coined "autogynephile induced agoraphobia". Narcissa was just a regular straight guy, he moved through the word as just a regular straight guy, nobody thought he was a freak or a faggot, he was Just Some Dude. Now he's chosen living out his fetishistic fantasy of being a female pop star over a successful livestreaming career that made him well enough money to live on, but he can only stomach his choice within his bedroom. That's why he streams for hours atonally butchering pop songs while the viewers lose their shit at how unbelievably far he's fallen. He can't stand the idea of going outside and having the delusional bubble popped, of having people react to him, not as a pop star, but as a dude in pigtails wearing women's clothes. He can't face the reality of what he's done to himself in pursuit of his ridiculous fantasy.
I cannot overstate how pathetic and distasteful I find this cow. Begging for money for a phone for better selfies? Even by rat king standards, that's fucked. Now I'm not saying he should kill himself...but I'm not saying he shouldn't kill himself either.
I cannot overstate how pathetic and distasteful I find this cow. Begging for money for a phone for better selfies? Even by rat king standards, that's fucked. Now I'm not saying he should kill himself...but I'm not saying he shouldn't kill himself either.
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