Once in a while, some young hottie will post a picture of herself on r/roastme thinking that there is nothing mean to say about her. On there surface, there isn't. Pretty hair, face and physique. Everyone else on the sub wants to be roasted and have a good laugh at themselves by posting something that is a clear target for people to make fun of. Even attractive women will post along with the spirit of the sub and have fun with it.
When someone posts trying to get attention it sucks.
Ignoring the typical, racist, rape, or generic bland insults, I decided to take a different route. Pick away at her insecurities :D
She is a 25 year old liberal arts grad student that looks Indian.
The next 10+ years of your life: You will graduate with around average grades and be dumped into the workforce with a mountain of debt to pay off that you cannot afford. After realizing that your degree is useless and finding work is a nightmare, you will take a 'temporary' job while you are 'looking' for your dream career. After a few years, you will surrender to the crippling realization that the degree you took to 'find yourself' was a waste of time and money and that your dream career is never going to happen. It never was. You will be forced to settle.
While being pretty, you are also shallow, vain and uninteresting. You will try to find a guy that is 'on your level' (ie: has way more to offer you than you have to offer him). You will find him but after getting laid, he will see you for the vapid, soulless and boring person you are. Outside of talking about yourself, you have little to say. Eventually he will leave. Rinse and repeat this cycle, with you passing through the hands of various losers, until you are into your mid 30's. The good men you meet will not stay. If your 'prince charming' ever shows up, he will ride right on by you to find someone with a personality.
You and your girlfriends will sit around over drinks talking about how awful men are and how you deserve so much better. You don't. They will support you but will really know that the problem is you, they are just too nice to say it.
Each year you will look in the mirror and wonder if that wrinkle you see was there last year and if the jeans in this picture always fit so tightly. You will cover the flaws with makeup, hair dye and suck your stomach in to convince yourself nothing has changed. At one point, you will have to accept that your beauty is fading. At least you have your awesome personality and sense of humor? Right? (more on that later).
The friends that you had (believing deep down that you were much prettier than them) will go their separate ways. You will attend their weddings (but never catch the bouquet) and see pictures of their newborns on Facebook. You will realize that although you thought you were in some way above them, they are doing better than you now and haven't aged as badly as you. Eventually the friends won't have time for you apart from the once in a while meetup, with stilted conversation, as they will be busy with kids, family... and you know, meaningful shit.
When there are family meetups, you won't be invited as it is just awkward with you sitting around alone having nothing to contribute to conversations as your lives are now nothing alike.
Soon desperation will set in and you will try to catch up with them. You will get knocked up by some guy that you swear is 'the one', although you know he is not as he checks off very few of the exhausting laundry list of items you had at 25. You will be forced to settle. Even though you hint at it, he will never propose to you. The question "when are you settling down?" will really get under your skin, so much so that you dodge family functions.
Him not being of your culture will also drive a wedge between you and your community with you being just another one of 'those girls' that hates her own race and dates out. They may not say anything but people will judge you, you will see it in their eyes. Your parents will be more proud of any siblings and/or cousins you have, than they are of you. They will secretly wish they had a boy.
Eventually the guy will also see you for who you are and leave you for someone younger that looks like you do now. She will actually make good choices, be interesting to talk to and while you lament that 'men are shallow' or 'only want one thing', deep down, you will know why he left. He will marry her and you will sit at home crying while your child attends the wedding, bringing you back a piece of cake which you will throw away in anger. This would be a good time to announce to everyone in a not so cryptic post that you are leaving Facebook forever because of people that cause drama, before being back a few days later like nothing happened.
You will pour your bitterness about the father into your child. When the child grows up and sees who you really are he/she will hate you almost as much as you will hate yourself.
Oh if the child is a boy, he will look and act just like his dad. Banging women with nothing to offer before discarding them. This is in spite of you telling him to 'respect all women'. He will hate women because they remind him of you. If it is a girl, she will be just like you; arrogant, attention seeking, hard headed, unwilling to listen and think the world should lay itself at her feet because of how she looks. Despite you trying to show her the error of your ways, she will make every mistake you did but drop out of high school and move out at 16 to be with her pothead jobless boyfriend that is gonna 'make it big' as a rapper that thinks he will be the next Eminem. He won't. I hope she does not end up being a single teenage parent, although it is very likely.
You will join whatever the meat market app of the day is, trying to prove you've still 'got it' by taking angled shots that make it look like you are still hot. 'Fluent in sarcasm', 'Kids are #1', 'It takes a true man to handle these curves', 'Not looking for hookups', 'Tired of games', 'Wants a real man'... blah blah blah. The people you attract will have just as little to offer as you do. Issues, weirdos, creeps, 'between jobs', child support dodgers... If you do meet a guy with anything going for him, you bore him with your conversation about yourself that wowed guys so many years ago.
You will try to make jokes but guys won't laugh like they did at 25. Why? You never were interesting or funny just pretty. Guys won't offer to help you, take you out on paid ‘pal dates’, be your 'bestest friend' or fix the computer that you broke due to being an idiot. You will have to acknowledge what you have known all along, most guys were nice to you because they wanted to screw you. That is all you ever had to give, something you had no choice in being.
The only thing more disappointing than the dead starfish sex, is getting to really know you.
At this point you will run back to the men of your culture hoping for an arranged marriage or a successful single guy but they will shun you for putting them in last place, baggage and just being too old.
"Where have all the good men gone?" will become your catchphrase. You might as well buy the t-shirt in extra large today:
https://www.redbubble.com/people/antifeminismau/works/31436341-where-have-all-the-good-men-gone?p=t-shirt
While you won't end up alone, you will end up bitter, unhappy and angry but still too immature to realize that it is all your fault. You will lament the days when you could have made good decisions like your degree and truly made something worthwhile of yourself.
Enjoy being young while you can. It won't last long.
