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He slips on a dress, looks in the mirror to see the material clinging to his contours and embraces all the possibilities that come to him. The power is palpable to this side no one sees - himself - released, exuding the best parts of his character Ready for an unready world.
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:07 AM UTC
The Dress
He slips on a dress, looks in the mirror to see the material clinging to his contours and embraces all the possibilities that come to him. The power is palpable to this side no one sees - himself - released, exuding the best parts of his character Ready for an unready world.
The power to become yourself is sometimes hard, but worth it. Sorry if you don't understand but try wearing a dress someday.
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29/Genderqueer/Poland/UK
Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:07 AM UTC
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