@Landlord Messiah

You will never be tall.

You will never be tall. You have no sexual appeal, you have no respect from your peers, and you have no masculinity. You are a genetic failure twisted by cope and sneed into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.

All the “female attention” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your minuscule appearance behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out manlets with incredible efficiency. Even manlets who fake “confidence” look uncanny and unnatural to a woman. Your lack of bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second you take off your platform shoes.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself your hitting a late growth spurt, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and jump off your step stool. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your height, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a manlet is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably short.

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