afkaik
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i can have lesbians, bi girls, trans "ftms" all turn back into women like i am a wizard, take virginities from JB pussy, and i really did think that was what was gonna make me happy.
Cope.
Ltrs?
Cope
Sexfriends?
Cope
Situationships?
Cope
These girls only miss me because i was incredibly genetically predisposed to be good at sex, and used to have a goonint addiction so severe i started doing kegel exercises like i was at gunpoint
Sometimes i dream of looking in the mirror without dread. Not being 5'7. Maybe i am just the way i am, just because. I dream of towering over you and the other people around me.
I dream of being respected without talking. of my upper lip protruding more than my lower. Of all the scars of contained self harm i did to myself through ripping my acne to shreds being gone. Of my inseam to be 40. To not fit in any clothes. To look phenomenal, just so i could gymcel like i was predisposed to be, from birth, again. I was born with latent muscle building potential. I was born with abs. Not one of my genetics will pass down as even if i impregnate a bitch this next few months, as i will kill my descendants from self hate.
The reason sex is cope is because, you naturally want ltrs (even if multiple), and they only last if youre the best option. And i think my heart will shatter with pure hatred if the woman im married to thinks about men from her past, or is not untouched, or her eyes drift. Only few men will be seen with a stacylite, htb, stacy, with a nice attractive and plump, but athletic looking body, and be first option, and the last one, and the only one.
And even if i took women out of the equation, i feel it in my spirit, as if the mold from the parallel world where i didnt recess, i didnt grow disorderly, asymmetrically, uncoordinated, unplanned, unloved, uncherished, and judged. Where i was loved for being. And not for trying to become a monster
Substance abuse is cope, it never makes things better, not for a single moment. It speeds up how fast i break down crying. And it would be dignified of me to cry where i born beautiful. Proper. Savage, monstruous, big.
Let us pretend the decisions we make from now on have a meaning.
I will drop a lot of money into height growth. Limb lengthening surgery necessary even if i reach 6'.
One other note; I will face no consequences from stealing, robbing, manipulaying, or hating on other people. Karma is made up. You only receive side effects if you cant control the substance. Much like lying, it is a poison a lot more similar to alcohol
Cope.
Ltrs?
Cope
Sexfriends?
Cope
Situationships?
Cope
These girls only miss me because i was incredibly genetically predisposed to be good at sex, and used to have a goonint addiction so severe i started doing kegel exercises like i was at gunpoint
Sometimes i dream of looking in the mirror without dread. Not being 5'7. Maybe i am just the way i am, just because. I dream of towering over you and the other people around me.
I dream of being respected without talking. of my upper lip protruding more than my lower. Of all the scars of contained self harm i did to myself through ripping my acne to shreds being gone. Of my inseam to be 40. To not fit in any clothes. To look phenomenal, just so i could gymcel like i was predisposed to be, from birth, again. I was born with latent muscle building potential. I was born with abs. Not one of my genetics will pass down as even if i impregnate a bitch this next few months, as i will kill my descendants from self hate.
The reason sex is cope is because, you naturally want ltrs (even if multiple), and they only last if youre the best option. And i think my heart will shatter with pure hatred if the woman im married to thinks about men from her past, or is not untouched, or her eyes drift. Only few men will be seen with a stacylite, htb, stacy, with a nice attractive and plump, but athletic looking body, and be first option, and the last one, and the only one.
And even if i took women out of the equation, i feel it in my spirit, as if the mold from the parallel world where i didnt recess, i didnt grow disorderly, asymmetrically, uncoordinated, unplanned, unloved, uncherished, and judged. Where i was loved for being. And not for trying to become a monster
Substance abuse is cope, it never makes things better, not for a single moment. It speeds up how fast i break down crying. And it would be dignified of me to cry where i born beautiful. Proper. Savage, monstruous, big.
Let us pretend the decisions we make from now on have a meaning.
I will drop a lot of money into height growth. Limb lengthening surgery necessary even if i reach 6'.
One other note; I will face no consequences from stealing, robbing, manipulaying, or hating on other people. Karma is made up. You only receive side effects if you cant control the substance. Much like lying, it is a poison a lot more similar to alcohol
