What it's like to bed me:
A sexy aphorism
Read to the cadence of "Red sky at night"
Orgasm one, a drop of cum
Two through twenty, cum aplenty
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So you know what, I do find it super romantic for trans fems to shout music theory lessons at me, as a form of flirting, over the noise of a live band. Putting that on record, in case the opportunity ever arises again.
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- "Happy Birthday" and "All Star"
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This was supposed to be a moody, blue-tinted dusk shot
with the departing train's red tail lights and golden interior lighting melting
into the 8pm gloom.
But auto white balance is transphobic, so we got this shit instead.
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There's a straight line to be drawn from John Coulton crooning Baby Got Back in 2005, to female singers belting vocal-forward covers of Smells Like Teen Spirit, to a woman in clown makeup stripping on stage to one of those covers tonight. Much to study there.
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One of our culturally agreed upon "scary fonts" is seriously a fucking label maker? The least threatening tool in any arts and crafts bin?
