>>18081815>If I was a womanYou will never be a real woman.
You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no
eggs.
You're 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 ax wound.
You will never be happy.
You wrench out a fake smile every single
morning and tell yourself it's going to be okay.
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's no turning back.
