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Crucified by French society

Because I was gay, I had to quit my family who wanted me beaten and dead. I could have had a good career, I was not designed to. I don't know if we have a fate as humans, but mine was horrible. I was tortured by my family, harassed by stupid morons , injured as I tried to earn my life as a street dancer.

No fucking one ever helped me. French people were racists and hypocritical, they used and abused me. Muslims looked at me as I was the one to kill. I received death threats.

As I tried to work, I was considered an idiot and mentally-ill. Psychiatrists said that I suffered from schizophrenia and I was taken against my will into a lunatic asylum. I was forced to take drugs which caused hairloss. I was labeled a hobo, a dangerous person, a thief. I was mentally destroyed by a so-called gay association.

I lived hell and that's the reason why I hate life and I want every fucking one to suffer the same as I did. People are fake, they did me harm because I suffered from nervous breakdown.

I cannot stand the big white world in which we live. It's what I call the bad joke of a fiendish, delirating and mad god.

There's noone left to hear our screams, noone left for us. If I could, I would blacken the Sun so noone could have light and warmth. Everyone would die and this way, I would probably be happy.

I am fed up of hearing whities complaining about their fate. They have everything to succeed but still need a scapegoat.

Leucoderm people are stupid, they have all advantages, do not suffer from any form of discrimination.

And yet they lie, they steal, they do drugs, they drink to give a meaning to their pitiful existence. I have no pity, no sympathy  for them. They deserved to be castigated for their inner vacuum.

I am neither Mandela, nor the Mahatma. I profundly hate mediocrity and I cannot give other names to whities than wantons, rogues, scoundrels, tarts, prostitutes, whores and starfuckers.