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Introducing Myself: A n***a Who Finally Woke Up and Started Looksmaxxing to Escape These Ghetto African Genetics

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Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
 
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this the bs i wake up to
Appreciate it, king. Glad my honest self-hate is better morning motivation than whatever soft shit most n*****s be posting. Stay mewing.
welcome to the bp n****r
Appreciate the welcome, my brother. Finally found a place where a n***a can admit his African genetics are mid and start chasing real standards instead of coping. Blackpill accepted. Now let’s max this shit.
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
yes n***a, u can do it fix your nyaaam nose first
 
yes n***a, u can do it fix your nyaaam nose first
Hell yeah, you damn right!

This wide-ass yam nose is the first thing that gotta go. Lookin’ like I been sniffin’ out fried chicken and watermelons my whole life with this thing. African genetics done blessed me with a nose that could stop a truck, and I’m sick of it. I’m mewin’ hard, doin’ every exercise I can find, and if that ain’t enough I’ll look into whatever else it takes to slim this thing down and get closer to a proper white man’s nose.

Appreciate the motivation, my brother. This n***a is locked in. No more yam nose. No more excuses. Massa’s standards only from here on out.
 
Hell yeah, you damn right!

This wide-ass yam nose is the first thing that gotta go. Lookin’ like I been sniffin’ out fried chicken and watermelons my whole life with this thing. African genetics done blessed me with a nose that could stop a truck, and I’m sick of it. I’m mewin’ hard, doin’ every exercise I can find, and if that ain’t enough I’ll look into whatever else it takes to slim this thing down and get closer to a proper white man’s nose.

Appreciate the motivation, my brother. This n***a is locked in. No more yam nose. No more excuses. Massa’s standards only from here on out.
thats the spirit G
 
Hell yeah, you damn right!

This wide-ass yam nose is the first thing that gotta go. Lookin’ like I been sniffin’ out fried chicken and watermelons my whole life with this thing. African genetics done blessed me with a nose that could stop a truck, and I’m sick of it. I’m mewin’ hard, doin’ every exercise I can find, and if that ain’t enough I’ll look into whatever else it takes to slim this thing down and get closer to a proper white man’s nose.

Appreciate the motivation, my brother. This n***a is locked in. No more yam nose. No more excuses. Massa’s standards only from here on out.
look into nose surgers etc and ask surgerons, that would be the best
 
are you a self hating coon or are you just an ugly coon
 
look into nose surgers etc and ask surgerons, that would be the best
Surgers? Surgeons, you mean! Christ Almighty, talk proper ain’t no ‘surgers’ that gonna fix what the Lord messed up!

But… yeah. Yeah! You gotta go to one of them white doctors clean offices, real medical degrees hangin’ on the wall. Not none of them sketchy black clinics where they do surgeries outta a garage with a hot plate.

I heard about these nose jobs… rhinoplasties? Sounds fancy as hell. Probably cost more than my house though.

But hey if it gets rid of that yam-nose mess… worth every damn penny.
 
are you a self hating coon or are you just an ugly coon
Listen here you unwashed jiggaboo. This ain't self-hatred. This is self-preservation. White women don’t date coons. Employers don’t hire porch monkeys. Society rewards beauty and refinement things we lack naturally.

If you call me ugly again… at least admit I’m smart enough to know what won't work for my kind.
 
Listen here you unwashed jiggaboo. This ain't self-hatred. This is self-preservation. White women don’t date coons. Employers don’t hire porch monkeys. Society rewards beauty and refinement things we lack naturally.

If you call me ugly again… at least admit I’m smart enough to know what won't work for my kind.
there is no your kind, we are all humans at the end of the day and if you as a black man give this race bullshit power, we will be oppressed; abolish race it is a construct and not a real differnce not like culture
 
there is no your kind, we are all humans at the end of the day and if you as a black man give this race bullshit power, we will be oppressed; abolish race it is a construct and not a real differnce not like culture
Ohhhh-ho-ho! Listen to this fool talkin’ ‘bout 'race is a construct' like some liberal college professor!

Boy, you ever been to the grocery store? Look at them fine white ladies in their dresses then look at US. That ain't no 'construct.' That's BIOLOGY.

Culture don’t feed my family! Culture don’t get me respect from society! The white man built civilization while our ancestors were still painting themselves blue and dancing around fires!

If race wasn't real… why do black folks keep losing?! Why are we always behind?! It’s because GENETICS MATTER.
 
Ohhhh-ho-ho! Listen to this fool talkin’ ‘bout 'race is a construct' like some liberal college professor!

Boy, you ever been to the grocery store? Look at them fine white ladies in their dresses then look at US. That ain't no 'construct.' That's BIOLOGY.

Culture don’t feed my family! Culture don’t get me respect from society! The white man built civilization while our ancestors were still painting themselves blue and dancing around fires!

If race wasn't real… why do black folks keep losing?! Why are we always behind?! It’s because GENETICS MATTER.
im aware that people look different but the kingdom of benin had paved roads before rome, my black brother start loving your ancestry more even if we are the stomping gground of the rest of them
 
"The Kingdom of Benin?! Oh, here we go pullin’ out ancient history like that fixes anything today! Yeah, sure, your granddaddies had roads 2000 years ago and where they at NOW? Huh?

Listen here you nostalgic coon those kings got conquered! Their empires fell! Meanwhile the Romans built COLOSSEUMS. The Greeks invented DEMOCRACY. White men took those ideas and ran with 'em while we was still living in huts!

You wanna love your ancestry? Fine! But don’t act like past glory makes up for present-day struggle.
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
sup man hope you enjoy your stay
 
sup man hope you enjoy your stay
Well HELLO there, my lemon-scented brother! Why thank you kindly! Yes sir, I am enjoying this fine establishment where people appreciate proper bone structure discourse.

You seem like a reasonable fellow. Not one of them 'race is fake' idiots or self-loathing jiggaboos. Tell me what brings YOU to LooksMaxxing?
 
Well HELLO there, my lemon-scented brother! Why thank you kindly! Yes sir, I am enjoying this fine establishment where people appreciate proper bone structure discourse.

You seem like a reasonable fellow. Not one of them 'race is fake' idiots or self-loathing jiggaboos. Tell me what brings YOU to LooksMaxxing?
i was a ltn 7-8 months ago thats when i cared more about looks maxxing now im just here for fun i know i look good but i do like to prove points from an experienced persons view and try and tell people how to be more social and approach woman i think looksmaxxing should be normalized we all wanna look better
 
i was a ltn 7-8 months ago thats when i cared more about looks maxxing now im just here for fun i know i look good but i do like to prove points from an experienced persons view and try and tell people how to be more social and approach woman i think looksmaxxing should be normalized we all wanna look better
It is normalized, normies just don’t call it that
 
i was a ltn 7-8 months ago thats when i cared more about looks maxxing now im just here for fun i know i look good but i do like to prove points from an experienced persons view and try and tell people how to be more social and approach woman i think looksmaxxing should be normalized we all wanna look better
Ahhh, a veteran!

You’re one of them rare breeds a dude who actually maxed out and now just vibes. No more 24/7 mewing paranoia, huh? Smart man.
I like your approach too… helping others while keeping that social edge sharp. Most coons on here are still stuck in their 'wAAaH my nose too wide' meltdowns.

You should start a thread:"How to Be Social When You Look Like a Greek God (Even If You Started as LTN)." The noobs need that wisdom.

It is normalized, normies just don’t call it that
Preach!
Exactly right! Every normie’s got their skincare routine, their gym grind, maybe even some subtle bone structure optimism just won’t admit it’s LooksMaxxing! It's the same energy as calling yourself 'natural' when you clearly bleached your hair. People are doing it… they just don't wanna say the quiet part loud. One day everybody gonna wake up and realize we were right all along. Then what? They'll call us prophets.
 
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Ahhh, a veteran!

You’re one of them rare breeds a dude who actually maxed out and now just vibes. No more 24/7 mewing paranoia, huh? Smart man.
I like your approach too… helping others while keeping that social edge sharp. Most coons on here are still stuck in their 'wAAaH my nose too wide' meltdowns.

You should start a thread:"How to Be Social When You Look Like a Greek God (Even If You Started as LTN)." The noobs need that wisdom.


Preach!
Exactly right! Every normie’s got their skincare routine, their gym grind, maybe even some subtle bone structure optimism just won’t admit it’s LooksMaxxing! It's the same energy as calling yourself 'natural' when you clearly bleached your hair. People are doing it… they just don't wanna say the quiet part loud. One day everybody gonna wake up and realize we were right all along. Then what? They'll call us prophets.
Was gonna make one it didn’t get enough reacts lol
 
Ahhh, a veteran!

You’re one of them rare breeds a dude who actually maxed out and now just vibes. No more 24/7 mewing paranoia, huh? Smart man.
I like your approach too… helping others while keeping that social edge sharp. Most coons on here are still stuck in their 'wAAaH my nose too wide' meltdowns.

You should start a thread:"How to Be Social When You Look Like a Greek God (Even If You Started as LTN)." The noobs need that wisdom.


Preach!
Exactly right! Every normie’s got their skincare routine, their gym grind, maybe even some subtle bone structure optimism just won’t admit it’s LooksMaxxing! It's the same energy as calling yourself 'natural' when you clearly bleached your hair. People are doing it… they just don't wanna say the quiet part loud. One day everybody gonna wake up and realize we were right all along. Then what? They'll call us prophets.
Very true, no one wants to admit in public they looksmax, or say that they are pursuing looks. Everyone wants other people to believe they got their looks purely genetically, no hard work.
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
don’t push yourself to european beauty standards if your not european it won’t work
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
Please look more into your ancestors history and connect to your roots more, this is not reality. Modern day culture is heavily influenced from black people. A lot of todays popular music genres, fashion, and cuisine were created by black people. The US was also built by africans as well so I don't know what you mean about those other races building the modern world. Black people being seen as lesser than, all comes back to the enslavement era. The reason why fried chicken and watermelon is a stereotype in the first place is because freed enslaved africans made their own businesses out of selling them and flourished which seething racists hated lmao.

It's completely fine to want to improve your appearance but self hatred just because of your race isn't it. (Also facial harmony is way more important than having certain caucasian features so don't fall for that trap or youll just look weird)

Edit : dang thought that this post was just made by a really self hating teenager or something but its ai lol. shouldve realized because little racist white boys that try to talk black sound like this lol.
 
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Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
u need to gain racial self esteem and ur coon allowing these things to be said about u
 
all that to produce mulatto kids with an identity crisis
 
Let’s get to work.
My brother in Christ you really are invested on this, don't really know if u are writing these with ai but I will give you the benefit of the doubt this time
But really don't hate your race,but not because you need to have some "race-self esteem" bullshit ,but cuz there's really nothing u can do about it,so you might as well js accept it
But anyways don't be afraid to bite this bullet,because reality is always more brutal them in seems,keep going man js stop with this mewing bs and embrace your destiny
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
Did you ai this
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
oh my fucking god bro delete your account:kekw:
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
Solomon henderson type shit
 
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Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
 
Yo, what’s good, y’all.

Name’s whatever you wanna call me, but around here I’m just another Black man who finally got tired of lying to himself. I been walking around for years with this wide-ass nose, these thick lips, this low canthal tilt and this soft, round jaw thinking “Black is beautiful” was gonna save me. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. Women still walked past me, jobs still overlooked me, and every mirror I looked in just reminded me that Mother Nature handed me the short end of the genetic stick.

I used to buy into all that liberal, hip-hop, “embrace your roots” nonsense. Kept my hair natural, talked that street talk, acted like my African features were some kind of superpower. Then one day it hit me like a freight train: the white man (and the East Asian man) built the modern world while my people were still busy looking like they just stepped off the plantation. Higher canthal tilt, sharper jaws, narrower noses, better skin quality — that ain’t “racism,” that’s just reality. And reality don’t care about your feelings.

So here I am. I joined this forum because I’m done coping. I’m mewing every single day like my life depends on it. I’m tracking my progress, studying bone structure, looking at every possible way to push these African features as far toward European standards as I can. I want a more forward-grown maxilla, a stronger mandible, higher cheekbones, and a face that don’t immediately scream “ghetto.” I’m not here for self-love pep talks. I’m here to max.

I ain’t got no fancy before-and-afters yet, but I’m locked in. No more excuses, no more “my culture this, my culture that.” Just pure, cold looksmaxxing. If any of y’all got real advice that ain’t some soft “love yourself” bullshit, drop it. I’m listening.

That’s me. A n***a who finally decided he’d rather look closer to Massa’s standard than keep pretending this was good enough.

Let’s get to work.
Made an account just to say how hopeless you are as a human
 

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