In college I roomed with a guy who for several years will never cease to surprise me in his game.

This prick was fat, ugly, half-blind, bad smelling, covered in eczema, pimply and short with a self proclaimed sense of entitlement to anything and everything around him - not limited to other peoples high value assets. He was lazy to the point beyond disbelief and had the nerve to constantly proclaim how he was the only one in the house to do any form of house work. Needless to say his attitude caused outrage and spitefulness where ever he went, but surprisingly was always able to maintain a generous group of somewhat loyal followers who despite his countless flaws, saw nothing wrong with him.

Although he was renowned as being ‘the village sleaze’ who would constantly have half a dozen girls on the go and a reputation that proceeded him, I was constantly shocked and amazed about the quality of plate he pulled (well above his pay grade).

To make matters even worse this guys money situation was beyond fucked up to the point where we was constantly indebted to his friends (up to $1000), family, roommates & several past and present girlfriends. On dates the girls would almost always pay and would actually pay his monthly AT&T bill just so they could talk to him.

This piece of shit firmly and honestly believed he was the epitome of genetic perfection despite his countless physical and intellectual flaws. Whilst he was considered smart in his generic regurgitative liberal babbling he was unapologetic about anything (despite the hypocrisy of his so called ‘value system’) and was in persistent denial about any wrong doing to the point where the label of ‘compulsive liar’ would’ve be an understatement. If you asked the guy what colour the sky was he’d probably tell you its red.

Even after being constantly called out and public, named and shamed time and time again in front of his many ‘girls on the go’ this guy still managed to pull way more than anyone else around him. He would often frequent neighbouring towns for week to fortnight long sex tours of girls he’d met on the internet.

This really goes to show that being of ‘high value’ doesn’t have anything to do with providing anything of high value. It has nothing to do with how much you earn, what you look like, if you work out or what you do. You can be fat, lazy, stupid, ideologically generic, unapologetic and selfish and have whatever you want on a monday fucking afternoon. All you have to do is believe in yourself and have confidence with the balls to take some rejection.

I hope this serves a lesson to those out you out there who are doubting yourselves and questioning your worth— you’re a human fucking being, you deserve better than this filth - so go and fucking get it.