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Jan 2018
throwing up past iterations of myself
in a  backwoods church parking lot
you told me to get a ******* job


im still here so im winning
you don't have the persuasion to crash down my power of hope with rationalization

(when i defied my parents and drove like an hour away so that i could start hormones i got lost on the way home and had a huge anxiety attack in the middle of hillbilly nowhere lel)
lux
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lux  18/Transmasculine/hell
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