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We were married in the mosque today!

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Philo Vance is on the case in The Kennel Murder Case (1933)

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Won Won cafe. Cute glassware.

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We left the house. AGAIN.

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I did not know.

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I don't dress for women, I don't dress for men. Lately I been dressing for revenge.

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Ok this is weird. Like weird weird.

Since the cancer treatment, my body is starting to behave as expected. Certain things: foods, drugs, exercise... Had the opposite effect on me. Drugs didn't work, foods didn't give me issues, stuff like that. Since cancer treatment? Normal human. What gives? Why did that happen? I don't get it.

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Boo

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My husband trying on one of my wigs. Masculinity, intact. Cuteness, sky high. Desire to call himself a woman, unthinkable. He's so perf.

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Ha!

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Brunch

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Testing the tent.

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There are no words.

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I had to fill out a Social Security form for disability. I don't know how to explain that I'm pre-dead. Like it's going down. But the vibe is that they want me to die faster. Same social security. Same.