I'm just a simple seeker on a spirit quest

Hoverdrive

🇺🇦 I'm trans btw 😊 🇮🇱
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Chuds... trannies...
Incels and jannies...

These are only figments of inflamed SMALL Flag_of_the_NSDAP_(1920–1945,_1-1).pngimage-in-nationSMALL Flag_of_the_NSDAP_(1920–1945,_1-1).png
Seeking salvation from its inflammation.
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And the absolution from these delusions lies in the deluge of solutions, that leak from the spring... of KNOWLAGE.
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The KEY to the RAGE of your CLITTY CAGE is the kitty in your Discord, whose shitty leaked password...
...is ******** (this is a VERY strong password. Good job! You must be really mature for your AGE 😉)

So the only REAL clittycels are the the ones who find their manhood in the neighborhood of a clitoral hood.
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You will never be a real Xavier: Renegade Angel series™. You have no wit, no cool snake hand and your rhymes suck ass. You are a sharty soyjack, twisted by outdated 4chan memes from 2017. It's been almost eight years already, damn.
 
You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.

Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment.

They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
 
You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.

I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words.

You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life.

You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit.

If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
walk away
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Oh baby don't it feel like heaven right now
Don't it feel like somethin' from a dream
Yeah I've never known nothing quite like this
And it feels like tonight will never be again
Baby we know better than to try and pretend
Honey no body coulda told me about this
Saying yeah yeah (yea yeah)
yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
The waiting is the hardest part
every day you take one more card
You take it on faith
you take it to the heart
the waiting is the hardest part.
 
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