Don't worry, don't fret. Daddy's always got the fire burning and they'll never let it go out. Reality still bends to their will with the smoothest of ease.
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Don't worry, don't fret. Daddy's always got the fire burning and they'll never let it go out. Reality still bends to their will with the smoothest of ease.
Just your seemingly yearly reminder that Favri is a they/he daddy smokeshow. Happy new year I'll try to at least take some shots of them and their spouses this year.
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Darry's looking good too, even if she has not really experienced any Gender by comparison to her parent
I see fire Burn the broken road Hear drums thunder Shake in the smoke
God, you deserved all this Gender years ago.
Sometimes you reappear on people's dashboards two years later hotter and with different pronouns and that's just how it is.
(Favri uses they/he these days, preference given to they but masculine forms of address are fine; gender: threat)
─── erin van vuren.
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Rajiv Mohabir, from “Tattvamasi, You Are That”
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SLYTHERIN:
“This level reach of blue is not my sea; Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun, Whose quiet ripples meet obediently A marked and measured line, one after one. This is no sea of mine.”
–Dorothy Parker (Fair Weather)