Our gay love was like a winter breeze breezing through the trees of Scotland & then you bumped your head on a pine tree & you forgot how to do gay love so we had to pump like normal white people do by 𝗦𝘂𝘇𝘆 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝘆

Oct 2017

Our gay love was like a winter breeze breezing through the trees of Scotland & then you bumped your head on a pine tree & you forgot how to do gay love so we had to pump like normal white people do

You killed the heated passion we enjoyed girl lover, because it was
acceptably queer to love you as a woman before you became a man
I ******* brassieres, as I burst into womanhood like a bra salesman

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𝗦𝘂𝘇𝘆 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝘆 ˢⁱᵐᵖᵃⁿᵍ ᴮᵉᵈᵒᵏ, ˢⁱⁿᵍᵃᵖᵒʳᵉ

(ˢⁱᵐᵖᵃⁿᵍ ᴮᵉᵈᵒᵏ, ˢⁱⁿᵍᵃᵖᵒʳᵉ)

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