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child of the light


As a child of the light, there is more to miss than just my genitalia. Show me my value outside of the boudoir. I’m a man from long hair to thick full lips to the sexual parts that exist. I’m … Continue reading

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The best kind of abuse


You broke my heart I’ve given as much as I’ve given myself sometimes I gave you more. I loved you every time you hurt me I loved you through every transgression Every assault I loved you even when you chose … Continue reading

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Tears save lives


The rules I live by. As a man 1st I can’t show any emotions outside of anger and rage. I can speak here on a page just not in my life. Life wise there are no tears allowed in my … Continue reading

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Don’t attempt to use me  To massage your guilt.  Don’t act like you don’t remember, what you put me through.  The walls you slammed me into  The bruises I had to wear to school The fear that once gripped me … Continue reading

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The little heart that could


Thinking about you is something I rarely do. It’s been close to 10 years & I’m still here reviewin your case. It hits me like bricks that it ended with your hits.  You said you liked me Respected me  Celebrated … Continue reading

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The kick


The thing is I’m irritated just not by the things you keep asking about. My irritation is the comments about my ride. You know the one you ride in every day.  I’m irritated by the down play of my push … Continue reading

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letter from my silent voice


my hands hurt the second joints mostly on my left hand I’m irritable in a whole new way more restless than usual. What’s this new driving force in my system. why now am I feeling this utter contempt for my … Continue reading

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