Why I no longer consider myself Bulgarian

 Fuck Bulgaria and fuck my bulgarian family, especially my dad, probably my mum and most of all the stupid ukrainian soulmate that i was somehow attached to because of a previous life. These people have been sitting there trying to torture me through some bullshit karmic moral? imagine that, that they went and found everyone that i had grown up with, and got them to torture me by making me go through every shit thing that they have, a well ochastrated plan to try and make me kill myself and to hurt my son. I want every italian and bulgarian dead, obviously except for me and my son, because for 1, i was the only one born in that stupid country and want nothing to do with it. After 7 or more months or looking at the ugliest prperties to rent in the ugliest woodridge hood in brisbane wanting to fucking kill myself out of self hatred, i go to look at a property today, and who should i see? my dad(the physical human dad) sitting in his car with a fake mostage...pretty obvious who is setting me up, and this ugly irina gorbacheva and her fugly ukrainian and russian group of deadbeats and faggots. Fuck u all, really. One day, u will sit there just like me for the rest of your lives regretting ever been born, believe me on that, and when that day comes u fugly fucks, u'll only have death and hell to look forward to.