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Apr 2020
I know who I am
And I'm not sorry for that
What's troubling is where your head is at
Who cares if I'm with a woman or man
Whether or not they have a **** in there pants
What matters is how our souls attract
How we fit like a puzzle with no doubt that we match
Its not like I suddenly changed
Its still me not a creature so strange
I understand its not something you planned
I am who I am
And I can't change on your command
I wrote this the night I came out to my family and was proceeded to be lectured on how I was going to hell. This was what I repeated to myself that night as I fell asleep.
Gracie
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Gracie  19/F/TX
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   Cloudydaze
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