Incels Cult

Pardon me if I disbelieve that bumping ugly is still a thing even though the evidence states quite the opposite the fair practices once pursued enjoyment of the lovely views are now lost to distant days spawned from acts that cured malaise purity is circumscribed by a god in holy writ even as adherents longed for the same as lust implores indulgence taken in the flesh look to the testament that came before there the needs were clearly met taunting me as consequence to consider religion’s rules this slows few with dire decrees company found without clothes for the sake of coitus’ charm a convent would be the home suited for my dearth of joy there the belief would support the nothingness of incel’s cult.