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May 2014
You tell me I'm aggressive. Yes.
I'm will say ****, and curse, and fight
When I don't like what's being said to me.
And about me.
I don't care if it's a joke.
It bothers me.
It's part of who I fundamentally am.
I shouldn't say sorry for being hurt by your teasing.
Especially a topic that gets me going.
I'm going to bite back.
And I refuse to be a lady.
Not sure what you were expecting.
But I won't back down.
I hope you're okay with it
Because I refuse to change for a man.
You're great and all.
I really do think you're cute.
But I'm my own first love.
And hot ****, that crush is moot.
Maria Cordero
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Maria Cordero  28/Cisgender Female
(28/Cisgender Female)   
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