I have an announcement for /co/mblr:
You will never be a real black. You have no abandoned children, you have no stolen bikes, you have no warrants. You are a white man twisted by jews and social media into a crude mockery of nature's greatest mistake.
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 hashtags behind closed doors.
Blacks are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed blacks to sniff out self-hating whites with incredible efficiency. Even liberals who post "woke" things look retarded and autistic to blacks. Your white skin is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk black guy home to sleep with your wife, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he sees your twitter timeline.
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 white 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 white.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.