You will never be White. You are not European-looking, you have no sufficient European DNA, you don't belong to European culture.
You are an ethnic beast twisted by skin-whitening creams and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection (the White race).
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back Whites mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of your mixed-breed ass, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish, hybrid appearance behind closed doors.
White women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even ethnics who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a White person. Your skin the color of shit is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk White woman home with you, she'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your dirty-looking, disgusting brown cock.
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 ethnic birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know an ethnic 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 shitskin.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
You are an ethnic beast twisted by skin-whitening creams and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection (the White race).
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back Whites mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of your mixed-breed ass, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish, hybrid appearance behind closed doors.
White women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even ethnics who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a White person. Your skin the color of shit is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk White woman home with you, she'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your dirty-looking, disgusting brown cock.
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 ethnic birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know an ethnic 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 shitskin.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
