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Autism Describe your future wife

>Spending decades chipping away at building your magnum opus, all for it to be a lanky robot from some mediocre animation everyone has forgotten about.
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>"building" a woman with blonde hair, pale skin, cold and stiff to the touch
Yeah it'll end up looking like this
 
OHNONONONONONONONO CHUDSISSIES WHAT IS THIS GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEG
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A blonde highschooler around my age group (i'm 16 turning 17 next year)
She has long, blonde, shiny hair, some on her face covering half of her right eye, her iris color is pastel pink, her skin is very pale (almost unbeliveablely white), her body is often very cold and stiff when touched.
She often wears colorful clothing, likes to keep herself charged up, prefers to be open minded rather than tolerant, knows what buildings taste like, tries hard to help everyone get along and is too apolegetic for her own good.
How tf are you turning 17 PakiBVLL
 
Uhh yeah of course
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.
 
A blonde highschooler around my age group (i'm 16 turning 17 next year)
She has long, blonde, shiny hair, some on her face covering half of her right eye, her iris color is pastel pink, her skin is very pale (almost unbeliveablely white), her body is often very cold and stiff when touched.
She often wears colorful clothing, likes to keep herself charged up, prefers to be open minded rather than tolerant, knows what buildings taste like, tries hard to help everyone get along and is too apolegetic for her own good.
im surprised there's no saar in that post
 
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.
TERFS👏🏿 AREN'T 👏🏿REAL👏🏿WOMEN👏🏿
TRANS👏🏿 WOMEN👏🏿ARE👏🏿REAL👏🏿WOMEN👏🏿
 
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