IP 216.73.216.185 has been banned until the end of time because of VPN Detected
If you couldn't possibly be guilty of what you're banned for, the person we banned probably had a dynamic IP address and so do you. Please email soysneed@soyjak.st or post in the /q/ thread.
See http://whatismyipaddress.com/dynamic-static for more information.
Image
Commenting
Comment Formatting Options
Want to report a comment? Report the post itself with relevant details.
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
but anyways that's not me, if it were @Chud would be chud2(1) since I already commented here anonymously
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
@Chud comment statistics:
IP: 98.202.137.31 (South Salt Lake, UT, US)
DNA test results: 30% Indigenous 25% Black 20% Spanish 15% Polynesian 7% Chinese 3% English
Gender: Questioning, possibly FtM
Pronouns: flamboyant person/Got
Testosterone: 67ng/dl
Body fat percentage: 140%
Melanin percentage: 99.99999%, as opposed to the Utahn average of 99.999%
Fact checked by Snopes v
Fact checked by timesofisrael.com v @Chud:
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
We stand here not to romanticize Ascence, but to face him as he was.
Unlike Jimbo, who at least carried some warmth in his simplicity, Ascence's body was a prison, bloated, sluggish, and a constant reminder of the genes and choices stacked against him. He wasn't graceful, he wasn't strong, and life never gave him the tools to hide it.
Of African blood, he clung to his ancestry because it was the only crown he could wear. The food, the music, the echoes of a stronger lineage, these were sparks of dignity in a life otherwise weighed down by his own flesh. Meals with him were never elegant, but they were real: heavy plates, heavy silences, heavy truths.
Ascence had no charm to polish the rough edges. His smell lingered, his presence was awkward, and his honesty often cut deeper than anyone wanted. People either turned away or endured him. He was not loved by many, but he was never fake. That, at least, was his defiance.
In the end, he couldn't carry the weight anymore. Suicide was his exit, brutal and final. Maybe it was the only way he saw to strip himself of the body and the burdens that dragged him through every day. We don't pretend to understand, but we don't lie either: life broke him.
Still, there's something to take from him. Ascence lived without masks, even when that rawness made him unbearable. He forced the world to see him as he wasz ugly, flawed, but unfiltered. And that kind of truth, however hard to swallow, is rare.
Rest now, Ascence.
You were no hero, but you were real. And in a world full of liars and pretenders, even your raw imperfection deserves to be remembered.
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
https://youtu.be/yUw4-WKSzdk?si=yUy5Z_BbBPvEU5n5
^^
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
Hispanic name...
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply
- Reply