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Male fashion is so boring

I would say my clothes are quite nice
 
Jess said:
Water , you can only wear T-shirt and pants or you be called “gay”
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And even the t-shirts and pants guys have are ugly, my hopes and emotions are crushed from the start since i wasn't born a gifl i can only imagine the power i would have. Male life sucks, i would rather cut off my legs then have male friends, not joking.
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cindythetvisleaking said:
And even the t-shirts and pants guys have are ugly, my hopes and emotions are crushed from the start since i wasn't born a gifl i can only imagine the power i would have. Male life sucks, i would rather cut off my legs then have male friends, not joking.
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Why are you so hateful?
 
ΑDAM said:
Why are you so hateful?
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You don't know how much my heart weights since i have to share the same gender with you, it seriously hurts so much every day
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ΑDAM said:
What have I done I’m just living my life making money and fucking bitches 🥶
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Not you, all men, but if you wanna feel special men like you make flowers in my garden rot
 
cindythetvisleaking said:
Not you, all men, but if you wanna feel special men like you make flowers in my garden rot
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Bro what I’ve not done anything if I call you a f****t it’s a joke I don’t care what you do go take a dick up your ass I couldn’t give a shit
 
I only wear tight T shirts, regular pants and shirts, that’s it
 
ΑDAM said:
Bro what I’ve not done anything if I call you a f****t it’s a joke I don’t care what you do go take a dick up your ass I couldn’t give a shit
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It was never about your jokes or whatever, my rage towards ugly male existence is endless, your gender has crushed my hopes and dreams and i wish you could all be punished for it. Yall turn everything alive into dead
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ΑDAM said:
He’s not nice to anyone for some reason
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What a pity — what a waste of me,
I could’ve been everything I dreamed to be,
But I wasn’t — oh the tragedy.

They all wished well, said “do your best,”
Yet I kept picking for myself the worst.
A crooked path — no final rest.

Chorus:
You don’t love me — not the way I feel,
I’m cold to myself, my wounds won’t heal.
I’m nobody, nothing — empty air,
Yet at least I won’t fall in flair.
I’ve pulled it off, haven’t I? — it’s true:
I made them forget me, even you.

A million steps and nowhere near a goal,
So many miles but no map for my soul —
Such a pity, such a wasted role.

Now I sink, the current drags me low,
Life pulls hard and I can’t help but go,
Once I swam so sure — now I barely know.

(Chorus)

I refuse to be the first to bow,
On that stage of “goodbye,” I take my bow.
Still I’d give that scrap of me somehow.

(Chorus — repeat)
 
cindythetvisleaking said:
What a pity — what a waste of me,
I could’ve been everything I dreamed to be,
But I wasn’t — oh the tragedy.

They all wished well, said “do your best,”
Yet I kept picking for myself the worst.
A crooked path — no final rest.

Chorus:
You don’t love me — not the way I feel,
I’m cold to myself, my wounds won’t heal.
I’m nobody, nothing — empty air,
Yet at least I won’t fall in flair.
I’ve pulled it off, haven’t I? — it’s true:
I made them forget me, even you.

A million steps and nowhere near a goal,
So many miles but no map for my soul —
Such a pity, such a wasted role.

Now I sink, the current drags me low,
Life pulls hard and I can’t help but go,
Once I swam so sure — now I barely know.

(Chorus)

I refuse to be the first to bow,
On that stage of “goodbye,” I take my bow.
Still I’d give that scrap of me somehow.

(Chorus — repeat)
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Your not nice
 
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