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Dec 2011
I shared with him my plot to save our skinz

"I think I em beginning to understand myself"
i say to him

He gives me a look of

"here dis ***** go again"
he indulges me

I go on and tell him

"What if I destroyed the white race by having *** with every white man"
"A way to reclaim my masculinity is to steal it back from the ones who stole me"

My ***** hang low when I remember that I am surviving as a ***** with no testosterone.
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