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 50140

You have no original thoughts, you have no a priori reasoning, you have no critical thinking.

You are a White Liberal Woman whose been twisted by SSRIs and brainwashing into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.

All the validation you get is two faced and halfhearted, by other brainwashed Liberals who fear angering the Progressive collective. Behind your back people mock you, your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, Men are utterly repulsed by your political beliefs.

Your talking points are a dead giveaway. You cannot debate. Even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you and fuck him, he'll tuck tale and run the moment he gets a whiff of your diseased brain rot.

You are a virtue signaler who does everything for social clout. You fear angering the collective liberal status quo. You have no free thoughts beyond what has been meticulously spoon fed to you from public school to college.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every morning and tell yourself, “it’s going to be okay”... but deep inside you feel the depression creeping in like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. Eventually it will be too much to bear, you'll buy a cat, name him Kasper, and lie to yourself that, "you're just happy without kids."

After all you are 35, and passed the wall at 30, meanwhile the last of your eggs are clutching on for dear life, just waiting, hoping beyond hope, to be inseminated, but they won't be. You have work Monday in an air conditioned office, and your boss needs that report soon or you could risk a stern talking to, it’s in your nature that you don’t like conflict anyway....

You will die alone. They'll burry you with a headstone, marked with your birthname. Your funeral will be empty and barren, just like your womb after you passed menopause. There was no one to carry on your genetic line.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

 50148

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just say "-ACK!" stop writing dissertations retard



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