>>1941722You will never be a real evropean. You have no passport, you have no nationality, you have no culture. You are an american man twisted by drugs and kikery 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 american appearance behind closed doors.
Evropeans are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed evropeans to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even faggots who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a evropean. Your mannerisms are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a evropean guy home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected american passport.
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 place, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know an american 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 american.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
