I had a crush on my boss since before I was redpilled. Although I went full MGTOW, that was an unfinished business. Did she know? Lying on my bed, I was fighting against telling her by text to get it out my chest. I closed my eyes and I imagined a neon sign in front of me, in the opposite wall, that said GO YOUR OWN WAY. It was glossy and powerful and I loved it. Anyways, in the end I texted her, told her that I fancy her in a fucking akward way, and she told me to fuck off, in a polite way. Tomorrow it's going to be A WEIRD FUCKING DAY. But I deserve it. This toxic childish fantasies, man. I better put that GYOW sign out of my imagination and into the fucking wall. I'm a BLACK BELT CUCK