I used to avatarfag on the sharty AMA

will you have sex with me
keep out hope. maybe one day it'll happen
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Root🌱 shared stories about you. The most formidable avatarfag but not his favorite which was the dinoteens. Fang, baritone, that other one
 
Maybe you already answered this, but why in particular do you like to stylize yourself as this cartoon character? The pictures are cute, but it’s just a humorous contrast whenever I look at your blog and read about how your day was shit and then look over to your profile and it’s this smiling little lady. Also how long have you had her as your avatar, just online in general?
 
Maybe you already answered this, but why in particular do you like to stylize yourself as this cartoon character? The pictures are cute, but it’s just a humorous contrast whenever I look at your blog and read about how your day was shit and then look over to your profile and it’s this smiling little lady. Also how long have you had her as your avatar, just online in general?
I like cute things. Konata is super cute, plus she’s also my wife. She’s my profile picture on pretty much every account I have and it’s been like that for probably 5 years now
 
I like cute things. Konata is super cute, plus she’s also my wife. She’s my profile picture on pretty much every account I have and it’s been like that for probably 5 years now
crazy
 
what makes you think it’s me?
if the sharty has managed to attract not one but two porn-addicted avatarfags obsessed with this one specific japanese 2D child then its actually over
 
Eat yourself sushi or however Japan gets 1 whopper in Sakinagi and 1 Big mac in Shimahiro yeah. Also, LUCKY STAR WNBAG
 
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.
 
where do you live? when are you home? do you live alone? do you like fruitcake?
 
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