What are some books about being chad and fucking chicks?

American Psycho

which translation would you recommend?

Moravagine

gonna need sauce

The manga adaption of No Longer Human by Junji Ito.

diary of an oxygen thief, i gues

based and allah-pilled

On the Road

Best suggestion. Banging doesn't provide or build anything it only enslaves..

Some of my favorite passages (books 3, and 8)

>To love and to be loved was sweet to me, and all the more when I gained the enjoyment of the body of the person I loved. Thus I polluted the spring of friendship with the filth of concupiscence and I dimmed its luster with the slime of lust. Yet, foul and unclean as I was, I still craved, in excessive vanity, to be thought elegant and urbane.

>But at that time, in my wretchedness, I loved to grieve; and I sought for things to grieve about. In another man’s misery, even though it was feigned and impersonated on the stage, that performance of the actor pleased me best and attracted me most powerfully which moved me to tears. What marvel then was it that an unhappy sheep, straying from thy flock and impatient of thy care, I became infected with a foul disease? This is the reason for my love of griefs: that they would not probe into me too deeply (for I did not love to suffer in myself such things as I loved to look at), and they were the sort of grief which came from hearing those fictions, which affected only the surface of my emotion. Still, just as if they had been poisoned fingernails, their scratching was followed by inflammation, swelling, putrefaction, and corruption. Such was my life! But was it life, O my God?

>For this was what I was longing to do; but as yet I was bound by the iron chain of my own will. The enemy held fast my will, and had made of it a chain, and had bound me tight with it. For out of the perverse will came lust, and the service of lust ended in habit, and habit, not resisted, became necessity. By these links, as it were, forged together--which is why I called it “a chain”--a hard bondage held me in slavery. But that new will which had begun to spring up in me freely to worship thee and to enjoy thee, O my God, the only certain Joy, was not able as yet to overcome my former willfulness, made strong by long indulgence. Thus my two wills--the old and the new, the carnal and the spiritual--were in conflict within me; and by their discord they tore my soul apart.

definetly not my diary

Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship

Harem visusl novels

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Bolañbro

eww her legs are too skinny and those shoes are hideous

if i wanted to look at traps, i'd go to /pol/

Goethe’s Faust, both parts too. He had enough of that earthly pussy in Part I and goes for the divine in the second

Murakami is the ultimate sadboy in Norwegian Wood but he fucks Rei and Asuka AND Misato in that one...

This really is the ultimate conclusion of being a chad and the sooner it happens, the better.

>Thus I polluted the spring of friendship with the filth of concupiscence and I dimmed its luster with the slime of lust. Yet, foul and unclean as I was, I still craved, in excessive vanity, to be thought elegant and urbane.
tfw

Literally book of the new sun

Augustine is the master at provoking feels.

He fucked a dude though...that is not Chad at all. That's Brad.

Not necessarily. For sure the bottom is Brad, but the top is ur-Chad.