say what u want to say

Let me tell you a story. I was once a fat shit. I was 13 and miserable, and one day, my dad shows up outta nowhere and throws me in the car with him. Says we're going on a fishing trip!

Well, we drove all night, he was a drunk, didn't talk much. I think I was asleep when we crossed the border into Mexico, some small place.

We pulled up, I said "Is this the lake?" Ha, he just laughed and went in.

It was a whorehouse, of course.

They brought 'em up, lined 'em up, he had me choose.

Oh, I'll never forget her. Older, smelled like cigarettes.

She laughed and took me upstairs. I remember looking back at my father. He was busy. Pickin' out one for himself.

Yeah, I felt great for the first time in my life. Got a ton of confidence. Lost a bunch of weight.

Why, it turned my life around!

Whelp, something to think about.
 
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I was very briefly a minor lolcow here known as Malatrova or @BombHentai, the attention KiwiFarms put in me gave me the spotligth i needed for my artwork to get noticed and start to make a living on it, i thank you for that , its sad that others could not see the good side of this forum.

II've never been a part of anything in my life, so being a part of the forum even if it was as a lolcow was nice, most people will come and go unnoticed leaving no print or proof of existence ,so i got fond memories of those days and that thread.

Anyway , i supposed im getting banned now , anyway cheer up my friends , somehow i think you will get on top of this.

So long and thanks for all the fish =)
 
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lol you can take down the site but you will never be a woman

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.
 
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