stop being so fucking blackpilled you shitskin.    you will never be a real nation. you have no culture, you have no history, you have no religion. you are a failed administration union twisted by colonial lines drawn onto a map into a crude mockery of national borders all the recognition as a legitimate country you get is two-faced and half-hearted. behind your back people mock you. british are disgusted and ashamed of you, your allies laugh at your brown shit colored appearance behind closed doors. people are utterly repulsed by you. thousands of years of evolution have allowed humans to sniff out pajeets with incredible efficiency. even pajeets who leave india look disgusting and smell bad to other people. your brown skin, head bobbling and cope is a dead giveaway. and even if you manage to get a student visa in a real country, it's only temporary and they'll send you back with no pr the second they get a whiff of your poo, curry, piss, and sweaty body odor. you will never be happy. you wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself its going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. eventually itll be too much to bear - youll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. people from the country you infested will find you, disgusted but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable stench and irritation. theyll send your corpse back to india and it will be thrown in the ganges, and every stray dog for the rest of eternity will gnaw on your bones. your body will be digested and shit out on the street, and all that will remain of your legacy is a pile of shit that is unmistakably indian. this is your fate. this is what you chose. there is no turning back.
Australia