Me: wears something nice they fits well
My boobs, dysohoria, and ability to pass:
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The great thing about having noone follow u or like any of ur stuff is I cab say what ever shit I want and just use this as a scream into the viod and attach random hashtags.
agghhhhhhh, frick life
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He
he is dyed pink, his shadow, his life
his hair that’s too long, his name that won’t fit right
his dreams where he can see himself, a future far out of sight
But the dye starts to fade, his perfect mask unmade.
inside his closet pick fades to blue, in cracks through the door and the ceilings and floor
Ihif only they knew, if only they knew, soon their little boy would be blue
inside his closet they don’t know where he hides, inside his closet he cries and he cries.
but just down the street a corner away there is a little girl, her shadow dyed blue.
if only he knew, if only he knew,
He isn’t alone with his fading pink cloths, his fading disguis.
One day he’ll look back, no more stained hand, no more pink dye.
and one day, one day he will say to his closet door, 'good bye`
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