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It has rich areas but al-muthanna region is like poorest place in Iraq.
damn, is this your chad brother?
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I dont live in there. It was just my birth place. Saddam kicked our asses out.
Damn, i can relate, regimes do this all the time, my dad ran a profitable business in Venezuela for years until Hugo Chavez became president in 1999 and seized all property and left us with nothing... We had to move to his home country the Netherlands in 2003. Now, we are still suffering from that situation because we are a poor family now and we have not been able to accumulate wealth anymore, all gone...
 
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Baghdad mogs. We should bomb sammuwah tbh

If Im completely honest best mogger are in Mosul-- They are very close to syrians... ..Bagdad will be in second place..
 
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Damn, i can relate, regimes do this all the time, my dad ran a profitable business in Venezuela for years until Hugo Chavez became president in 1999 and seized all property and left us with nothing... We had to move to his home country the Netherlands in 2003. Now, we are still suffering from that situation because we are a poor family now and we have not been able to accumulate wealth anymore, all gone...

Yeah its sucks.... I can feel you. Venezuela had huge potential.. Same as Iraq but the leader has cucked us very badly.
 
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If Im completely honest best mogger are in Mosul-- They are very close to syrians... ..Bagdad will be in second place..
I actually live in Mosul
 
Yeah its sucks.... I can feel you. Venezuela had huge potential.. Same as Iraq but the leader has cucked us very badly.
Most oil in the world... Now tell me why the average citizen is struggling to eat... Never again communism/socialism...
 
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Damn, i can relate, regimes do this all the time, my dad ran a profitable business in Venezuela for years until Hugo Chavez became president in 1999 and seized all property and left us with nothing... We had to move to his home country the Netherlands in 2003. Now, we are still suffering from that situation because we are a poor family now and we have not been able to accumulate wealth anymore, all gone...
You were born in Netherlands right? And so if your dad is Venezuelan where is you mom from? Also latina?
 
You were born in Netherlands right? And so if your dad is Venezuelan where is you mom from? Also latina?
My dad is Dutch, i mentioned that is his home country. My mother is of Venezuelan nationality and of Spanish and Native descent.
 
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My dad is Dutch, i mentioned that is his home country. My mother is of Venezuelan nationality and of Spanish and Native descent.
Honestly you've never told me you were explicitly in a situation like this, i'm kinda surprised. What was your dad's business about? I wouldn't say getting "stuck" in Holland is a bad thing though.
 
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@PikachuCandy idk if I ever sent you this along with another pic on discord. I think it was someone else.
That boy is a blue eyed monster

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@BIGDICCJIM didn’t mean it in a bad way

 
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Looks good bro, I can see the mogger eye area even in the low quality pic. Def mogs me at 10 years old
 
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Honestly you've never told me you were explicitly in a situation like this, i'm kinda surprised. What was your dad's business about? I wouldn't say getting "stuck" in Holland is a bad thing though.
You didn't make me write an essay
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you made me write a whole book
 
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Honestly you've never told me you were explicitly in a situation like this, i'm kinda surprised. What was your dad's business about? I wouldn't say getting "stuck" in Holland is a bad thing though.
My dad was a lot of things, but most importantly he was a pilot and owner of organizations and businesses.


While in Venezuela, he owned a bar on the the touristic island of Isla Margarita/Nueva Esparta. It had many visitors from all around the world and was very profitable, so much so that he owned this almost villa-like house with a pool, Jeeps and motorcyles, etc.


Life was going well, until the Chavez regime came about, with one goal: to kick out all the ''gringos'' and to make Venezuela for the Venezuelans again.


And that is exactly what they did. All property was seized without anything in return and we were left on the streets with nothing. So, in a very sudden, rash decision we moved to the Netherlands with what we still had of money.


Of course, it might not seem like a bad thing to be stuck in a Western European country, right? Wrong.


This country has decided to rob me of any future i could've had. By age 2 they were already looking into ways to make my life as shit as possible. By 3-3,5 years old, me and my brother were robbed from our home by government orders and placed in some kind of orphanage (?) because our ''home situation wasn't safe''.


You want to hear about an unsafe home situation?


Me at about 3-4 years old having to live among violent, criminal 10-11 year olds. That could never have gone well, but their excuse was ''so i could be with my brother'' ROFL, he was 5 years older than i was.


Thankfully, he did protect me from some of the altercations but there was one thing he could not have done anything about: the staff. Think they cared about our wellbeing? Wrong. They were the worst of them all, they joined in, and caused more harm than everyone in there combined. At age 4, they had kicked me off a staircase as a punishment. (My wrongdoing was choosing an activity, and deciding i actually didn't like it and wanted to leave, by the way.)


At this point, i had enough. I had my first suicidal thought at this age but instead i settled for never doing anything anyone told me to do ever again. After some years we moved from this house to another since my brother was becoming too old and i'd landed in another one, which was better but i was irreconcilable.


I had completely shut down, and didn't want to do anything or be anywhere.


At age 6, i was finally able to go home, this time to an apartment my mother had started renting alone. But still, i was completely shattered and hid under tables, in corners, and had become partially mute.


By this time, i had started school, and of course it didn't go well. I was infuriated by people i don't know trying to give me orders, so, with a phone i had stolen back in the first place they sent me off to, i started recording the entire class while giving them all the finger out of anger.


They weren't understanding of my situation and in the first grade, i was expelled.


I was then sent to special education, where my behaviour mostly persisted, except for with an old lady who was a teacher for the play times of the day. I was able to have conversations with her about life, and she was lenient with how i felt and helped me with things.


She later died when i was 7 years old.


While i was going through school, my class teacher started questioning if i was mentally ill. Well of course i'm fucking mentally ill after all i've been through!!!


Well no, instead, they started thinking about birth mental defects, such as autism, ADHD, or others. So whad'ya think they did? Get me diagnosed?


NO!


Instead, they just told me i had to stay in their special school (which my parents were told was just for half a year) for years, and i didn't like it, i always told them, i want to go to a regular school, all the time.


They started basically telling me i had to be on best behaviour to be able to go to a normal school.


Why the fuck should i have to earn my basic human rights???


Well, years went on, and when i was about 11 years old, 2 life-changing events had happened. I experiences my first police house raid, where i had to hide under the table with my mother.


I could've chosen a much better hiding spot, but she told me to hide under there, alas.


Eventually we were both discovered and my father was waiting outside to bring me to school like nothing had happened, while both my mother and brother were being pushed into police cars.


And one of the days at school, they took me out of class to tell me that they were sending me off to an even more special school.


They weren't even legally allowed to do this, because i had 0 diagnosis, but somehow i was such a danger to society that this STILL happened for years on end.


Not only that, but it was about 10km off as well.


I was in dismay, because after all these years of this shit school, i managed to see the good part about it, and that was going into the highest grades.


They divided the grades into floors, lower, middle, upper, and the upper had a nice view and a bunch of cool stuff and sometimes while walking by them i'd see they were watching movies and all.


While in my last year of the middle category, they robbed me of this, and my last 2 years of the elementary/middle school hybrid they use in the Netherlands was spent in this other school god knows where.


By this time i had gone full fuck everyone mode, and despite being about 20kg and 4'11'' tall, i was extremely edgy, a bully, and barely did any schoolwork at all, let alone homework.


I would spit into slides while kids were coming down, i would come into class doing the Nazi salute, i attracted a lot of older kids from the last grade to be my friend because of how low inhib i was and the things i'd do.


While on the minivan ride there, the other kid would bring a bluetooth speaker and i'd play the loudest earrape i had, which really annoyed the retarded kids on the bus, but that was the best part. Eventually, they banned me and him from the bus on the day i had a swimming test, which they only did maybe once a year.


Me and him were always doing shit, and we'd write stuff on the school maps, mostly ISIS related for edge-factor. It stayed there for quite a while until some faggot erased it, unforgivable. And then, he went off to high school and it was my last year, and i was now on my own.


My edgy attitude persisted, even on my own, and i made another good friend. Well, the school year passed and the last day they threw some kind of graduation party, with different activities throughout the whole day, and at the end, a movie would play that they made us star in earlier that year at the school.


While i was having fun with my friend at the park, waiting for them to take us to the next activity, guess what happened. The fucking bus came for me halfway through the day and cut my graduation short. They came at this time because in their roster the school normally ends at this time, and they weren't flexible AT ALL.


I didn't want to go, but i knew that if i didn't, nobody would come for me.


So i went home, and just like that, summer vacation began and primary school ended.


So now what? Normally at this point kids and their parents start looking for schools to make their kid go to. So, reckon we'd do that and just apply me for a normal school?


No.


You see, this wasn't possible. I was blacklisted from every school in the country and we had an individual from the government that was specifically to override my parent's decision on where i went to school so he/she could choose the worst, most low-level special ed school to send me off to.


And that's exactly what they did.


In short, they were dickheads, and the level of education was low too, i wasn't gonna get any good degree out of that so i just made friends and fucked around. Iconic times. By this point i had spent 10 years in solely special education with 0 mental illness diagnosis, just because some intolerant fucker couldn't stand me when i was 4.


Oh well, in a compromise with the government i switched schools to a slightly higher and bigger special education school which offered higher levels but the people were worse and i didn't make any friends and i had to roll with some kid from my previous school who coincidentally went here too and was in my same class.


I tried my hardest to get good grades, so much so that on my first day i got an A for math which i have only got a D for at best my entire life and tried to continue this the entire year, but the lack of fun drained my energy a bit and i started getting a B or C all-round on average.


And then, my mentor (which is like the teacher assigned to group of students because at this school we had seperate classes and seperate teachers unlike the previous) told me that i was going to fail the year, half-way through. I completely said ''fuck it, i'm gonna fail anyway'' and failed most shit and they did exactly that, fail me, even though my 2 previous school years i had passed with worse grades on the other school. I had no hope for the future because if i was gonna pass everything now perfectly, i was gonna graduate at 18 for a level of education where everyone graduates at 16.


I started sleeping in classes, which became sleeping in hallways, which became walking about 8km home from school early with a gigaheavy backpack because i carried everything for the entire week in the same bag until my mom couldn't bear watching me go home from school early like that and just stopped sending me, and here we are. I am now a dropout with nothing to my name, living a completely empty, dull life, having found home in an obscure incel forum. It is what it is.
 
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My dad was a lot of things, but most importantly he was a pilot and owner of organizations and businesses.


While in Venezuela, he owned a bar on the the touristic island of Isla Margarita/Nueva Esparta. It had many visitors from all around the world and was very profitable, so much so that he owned this almost villa-like house with a pool, Jeeps and motorcyles, etc.


Life was going well, until the Chavez regime came about, with one goal: to kick out all the ''gringos'' and to make Venezuela for the Venezuelans again.


And that is exactly what they did. All property was seized without anything in return and we were left on the streets with nothing. So, in a very sudden, rash decision we moved to the Netherlands with what we still had of money.


Of course, it might not seem like a bad thing to be stuck in a Western European country, right? Wrong.


This country has decided to rob me of any future i could've had. By age 2 they were already looking into ways to make my life as shit as possible. By 3-3,5 years old, me and my brother were robbed from our home by government orders and placed in some kind of orphanage (?) because our ''home situation wasn't safe''.


You want to hear about an unsafe home situation?


Me at about 3-4 years old having to live among violent, criminal 10-11 year olds. That could never have gone well, but their excuse was ''so i could be with my brother'' ROFL, he was 5 years older than i was.


Thankfully, he did protect me from some of the altercations but there was one thing he could not have done anything about: the staff. Think they cared about our wellbeing? Wrong. They were the worst of them all, they joined in, and caused more harm than everyone in there combined. At age 4, they had kicked me off a staircase as a punishment. (My wrongdoing was choosing an activity, and deciding i actually didn't like it and wanted to leave, by the way.)


At this point, i had enough. I had my first suicidal thought at this age but instead i settled for never doing anything anyone told me to do ever again. After some years we moved from this house to another since my brother was becoming too old and i'd landed in another one, which was better but i was irreconcilable.


I had completely shut down, and didn't want to do anything or be anywhere.


At age 6, i was finally able to go home, this time to an apartment my mother had started renting alone. But still, i was completely shattered and hid under tables, in corners, and had become partially mute.


By this time, i had started school, and of course it didn't go well. I was infuriated by people i don't know trying to give me orders, so, with a phone i had stolen back in the first place they sent me off to, i started recording the entire class while giving them all the finger out of anger.


They weren't understanding of my situation and in the first grade, i was expelled.


I was then sent to special education, where my behaviour mostly persisted, except for with an old lady who was a teacher for the play times of the day. I was able to have conversations with her about life, and she was lenient with how i felt and helped me with things.


She later died when i was 7 years old.


While i was going through school, my class teacher started questioning if i was mentally ill. Well of course i'm fucking mentally ill after all i've been through!!!


Well no, instead, they started thinking about birth mental defects, such as autism, ADHD, or others. So whad'ya think they did? Get me diagnosed?


NO!


Instead, they just told me i had to stay in their special school (which my parents were told was just for half a year) for years, and i didn't like it, i always told them, i want to go to a regular school, all the time.


They started basically telling me i had to be on best behaviour to be able to go to a normal school.


Why the fuck should i have to earn my basic human rights???


Well, years went on, and when i was about 11 years old, 2 life-changing events had happened. I experiences my first police house raid, where i had to hide under the table with my mother.


I could've chosen a much better hiding spot, but she told me to hide under there, alas.


Eventually we were both discovered and my father was waiting outside to bring me to school like nothing had happened, while both my mother and brother were being pushed into police cars.


And one of the days at school, they took me out of class to tell me that they were sending me off to an even more special school.


They weren't even legally allowed to do this, because i had 0 diagnosis, but somehow i was such a danger to society that this STILL happened for years on end.


Not only that, but it was about 10km off as well.


I was in dismay, because after all these years of this shit school, i managed to see the good part about it, and that was going into the highest grades.


They divided the grades into floors, lower, middle, upper, and the upper had a nice view and a bunch of cool stuff and sometimes while walking by them i'd see they were watching movies and all.


While in my last year of the middle category, they robbed me of this, and my last 2 years of the elementary/middle school hybrid they use in the Netherlands was spent in this other school god knows where.


By this time i had gone full fuck everyone mode, and despite being about 20kg and 4'11'' tall, i was extremely edgy, a bully, and barely did any schoolwork at all, let alone homework.


I would spit into slides while kids were coming down, i would come into class doing the Nazi salute, i attracted a lot of older kids from the last grade to be my friend because of how low inhib i was and the things i'd do.


While on the minivan ride there, the other kid would bring a bluetooth speaker and i'd play the loudest earrape i had, which really annoyed the retarded kids on the bus, but that was the best part. Eventually, they banned me and him from the bus on the day i had a swimming test, which they only did maybe once a year.


Me and him were always doing shit, and we'd write stuff on the school maps, mostly ISIS related for edge-factor. It stayed there for quite a while until some faggot erased it, unforgivable. And then, he went off to high school and it was my last year, and i was now on my own.


My edgy attitude persisted, even on my own, and i made another good friend. Well, the school year passed and the last day they threw some kind of graduation party, with different activities throughout the whole day, and at the end, a movie would play that they made us star in earlier that year at the school.


While i was having fun with my friend at the park, waiting for them to take us to the next activity, guess what happened. The fucking bus came for me halfway through the day and cut my graduation short. They came at this time because in their roster the school normally ends at this time, and they weren't flexible AT ALL.


I didn't want to go, but i knew that if i didn't, nobody would come for me.


So i went home, and just like that, summer vacation began and primary school ended.


So now what? Normally at this point kids and their parents start looking for schools to make their kid go to. So, reckon we'd do that and just apply me for a normal school?


No.


You see, this wasn't possible. I was blacklisted from every school in the country and we had an individual from the government that was specifically to override my parent's decision on where i went to school so he/she could choose the worst, most low-level special ed school to send me off to.


And that's exactly what they did.


In short, they were dickheads, and the level of education was low too, i wasn't gonna get any good degree out of that so i just made friends and fucked around. Iconic times. By this point i had spent 10 years in solely special education with 0 mental illness diagnosis, just because some intolerant fucker couldn't stand me when i was 4.


Oh well, in a compromise with the government i switched schools to a slightly higher and bigger special education school which offered higher levels but the people were worse and i didn't make any friends and i had to roll with some kid from my previous school who coincidentally went here too and was in my same class.


I tried my hardest to get good grades, so much so that on my first day i got an A for math which i have only got a D for at best my entire life and tried to continue this the entire year, but the lack of fun drained my energy a bit and i started getting a B or C all-round on average.


And then, my mentor (which is like the teacher assigned to group of students because at this school we had seperate classes and seperate teachers unlike the previous) told me that i was going to fail the year, half-way through. I completely said ''fuck it, i'm gonna fail anyway'' and failed most shit and they did exactly that, fail me, even though my 2 previous school years i had passed with worse grades on the other school. I had no hope for the future because if i was gonna pass everything now perfectly, i was gonna graduate at 18 for a level of education where everyone graduates at 16.


I started sleeping in classes, which became sleeping in hallways, which became walking about 8km home from school early with a gigaheavy backpack because i carried everything for the entire week in the same bag until my mom couldn't bear watching me go home from school early like that and just stopped sending me, and here we are. I am now a dropout with nothing to my name, living a completely empty, dull life, having found home in an obscure incel forum. It is what it is.
I am also very low inhib lol. This is pretty unexpecteed.

But I can relate to the last part. This forum is a kind of social media you can keep in your head if that makes sense.

I'm sad about the old lady if she genuinely was someone you could relate to. I don't really understand what happened to your dad though.
 
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I am also very low inhib lol. This is pretty unexpecteed.

But I can relate to the last part. This forum is a kind of social media you can keep in your head if that makes sense.

I'm sad about the old lady if she genuinely was someone you could relate to. I don't really understand what happened to your dad though.
What happened is seizure of property without anything in return, probably seizure of savings and shit as well. Wiped clean and had to start anew, and it's not that easy, my dad was hitting 60 when i was born, starting a new career isn't exactly easy at that point.
 
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Prettyboy. If you have similar facial appeal now as then and with 6'7 ur legit mogger
 
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Prettyboy. If you have similar facial appeal now as then and with 6'7 ur legit mogger
More masculine. My browridge and maxilla where the biggest changes I had.
 
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My outer eye corners are really pointed up
literal feminine trait, makes sense i seen ur 2d:4d ratio it has more estrogen than entire drinking water reservoirs
If your eye area is the one on your AVI I mog it back to andromeda.
keep coping i have more eyebrow density than u have hair on ur body
 
literal feminine trait, makes sense i seen ur 2d:4d ratio it has more estrogen than entire drinking water reservoirs

keep coping i have more eyebrow density than u have hair on ur body
Tbh

But why are you attacking a fellow hunter eyebrow and 20mm eyelash mogger like me brocel?
 
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Tbh

But why are you attacking a fellow hunter eyebrow and 20mm eyelash mogger like me brocel?
i like starting fights for no reason tbh
 
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@africancel
 
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@brbbrah how ethnic did I look as a kid, I was wondering what you'd think.
 
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jfl you look white af
typical north atlantid
Btw, those pics i've sent you from back when I was 15 at my ugliest.

Buzzcut acne ridden chinless borderline truecel.

I'll post those again soon.
 
Btw, those pics i've sent you from back when I was 15 at my ugliest.

Buzzcut acne ridden chinless borderline truecel.

I'll post those again soon.
Bro where are you?
I'm worried
 
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