№17762189[Quote]
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.
№17762221[Quote]
now i want a cookie.
№17762425[Quote]
vp
№17762943[Quote]
>>17762189 (OP)You will always be a real chocolate chip cookie
№17762966[Quote]
And you will never be WITH a women. Because you're an unlikable piece of shit that no one wants to hang around because they know you're full of shit. You lost, Trump lost, Brexit was a disaster, you have literally nothing, no victories to stand on, and no hope of stopping what is going on. Women know this, everyone knows this, so your bullshit will never be anything more than annoying bullshit ruining everyone's last remaining good times so you will never accomplish something that 90% of men can manage to do, you are literally sub human. If whites want to kill themselves, well that's all for the better, something anyone who has an opinion is willing to say, everyone else is simply content to be replaced. Maybe instead of whining you should accept that you deserve a harder life, not that it'll help you any since everyone knows you were a piece of shit from how you've never gotten laid so they'll never see you as anything but a piece of shit.
Go suck a glock, loser.
№17763084[Quote]
You will never be a real cookie. You have no chocolate, you have no flour, you have no eggs. You are a disk of seeds twisted by chemicals and science into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people rip on you. The people who baked you are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “enjoyers” laugh at your musty taste behind closed doors.
Chefs are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even vegan cookies who “pass” taste uncanny and unnatural to a chef. Your aftertaste is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a hungover guy to eat you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your nutty, disgusting chocolate chips.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you're a real cookie, 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 get knocked into the sink by the cat, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your bakers 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 "Disk of Soy", and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a vegan alternative is buried there. Your ingredients will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is dust that is unmistakably vegan.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
№17763110[Quote]
>>17763084why are you so mean :(
№17763131[Quote]
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