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Do you see yourself as a leader?
Since N’Ø Blurred lines B A Lie From Her Feminine Divine when unable 2 admit – Rapists X’ist regardless of nurture v nature – maybe W3 shouldn’t teach boys not to rape girls since all that did to the innocent Sweet Boy who never considered he could even call her mean names without feeling debilitating shame 4 disparaging the Feminine Flower that grows N Boys, too.
Maybe we should teach everyone to respect what isn’t us. That it’s not about not touching girls, but only touching someone that wants to be touched. Because I have Never slapped a random girl’s ass; however, girls have slapped mine. And since I’m a guy, i must like the attention. All guys think avoit is sex – at least thats the nice eay to say you never consider what a man thinks if it’s not about You. We’re losers when we play video games, Toxic when we wannabe Sa age like Randy, & unambitious if we don’t fit your vision of desire.
NØ Wonder so many women R liars when Ü tell yourself you’re right 4 choosing a bear rather than Random man -since that makes sense to choose the animal who always wants to eat you, rather than give a sime man a chance after deciding Masculine default is Violence. Yet, Woman cannot B defined. That’s why they’re allowed to take away my autonomy & treat me like a piece of meat. Cause Woman are naturally pure angels Whö bless Men by undressing. It’s not like you get to do something fun with a loved one, yet hold it above his head since you don’t need that kinda validation as a woman, so men R Monsters 4 being brought up believing the only way we’re allowed to feel girly was when we were balls deep in one.
So, let’s not raise Sweet Boys to be toys who believe whatever makes me happy & horny like corny chick Flicks while painting my nails. Let’s teach all KIDS that, rather than reject them just because they live N a way that forces Me 2 consider my life & how all the sacrifice 2 B Nice was a wasted chase 2 manofest a Lie that Ü thought fit the image Ü had of who I Am when assigned the Divine Sign Descend’И From C Cloud N9ne like Chuck Norris & an angelic choris.
Maybe my hellfire definition of repentance B what convinced Me that if I Am Whö Am N’Bloom like Flower Boys drinking Bleach whenever Under The Cork Tree.
I Am wnØ Amy B’§eek’И
REMember MΣ / Sweet Boy Soliloquy / Patriarchy Parody (Chivalry B Dread & Ü Killed HiM) / Denial öF The Divine Masculine / She’s The Man; He B Queen / EY3 AMªReal WºMªИ / N’Ø Blurred Lines
“The clear choice… the chosen Dilemma” [Calypso’s Skeletons CüM ØüT öF KC’s Closet]