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Flailing. Doot doot.
I say I'm a guy.
I present as a guy.
WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT. DO I REALLY NEED TO GO INTO DETAIL ABOUT WHAT'S DOWN THERE.
Seriously do people want photos or something because I'm really not down with that yo. :|
People drive me CRAZYYYYYYYY also it's 3:41 AM and I really really really should go to bed because surely if I do not I'll be cranky as fuck in the morning. Er. Later in the day. Uh.
I. Uh. I think I'll go do that now. Go to bed that is.
I present as a guy.
WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT. DO I REALLY NEED TO GO INTO DETAIL ABOUT WHAT'S DOWN THERE.
Seriously do people want photos or something because I'm really not down with that yo. :|
People drive me CRAZYYYYYYYY also it's 3:41 AM and I really really really should go to bed because surely if I do not I'll be cranky as fuck in the morning. Er. Later in the day. Uh.
I. Uh. I think I'll go do that now. Go to bed that is.
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(PUT THOSE PANTS BACK ON. SERIOUSLY NOBODY WANTS TO SEE THAT)
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Clearly I should have been in the kitchen all this time-!! Wearing skirts and fitting in to society's norms! Norms from the 1950's!
( BUT I THREW THEM and now they're on the ceiling fan. ): )