Here you have your classic white-knight defender of the realm. mild SJW tendencies. (they're all depressed and carry an array of personality disorders, have you noticed?)
We were in the rock scene together, he had a pretty girlfriend at the time. (punching above his weight a little) but he was in a semi-successful band.
It's been a few years, his band no longer exists, so what intrinsic value does he now have to fall back on? Of course, none, that's why surprise surprise he's single again, and struggling to get pussy. His beta, mildly gender ambiguous nice guy approach isn't cutting it, despite what he was told to believe by his overly dominant single mother and all the poor oppressed womynz around him.
I wish I could have fed him a pill before it was too late. But he would have spat it back out at me. Nobody likes the taste of medicine.
