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are you a tucute or a transmed
Iโm a transmed! My main says that. I believe you need physical dysphoria to be trans!
which one is it this time?
some of you have never sat up at night crying and hating your humanity while you listen to reminiscent music and it shows ๐คท๐ผโโ๏ธ๐
angelic suggestion:
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I was an angel looking to get fucked hard
Sometimes I want to shake my fist at the sky
And wonder why? Why am I who I am?
Whatโs makes me different than them?
Am I better because Iโm not them? Or am I worse because of the same?
Iโm stuck in the middle of pure and uncleanโฆ
Too dirty to be up there, too clean to fit in down hereโฆ.
Can I fix this? Do we get a second chance at redemption? Am I ever going to be able to return to where I once was?
For now, Iโll be human. I can do what they do, learn what they learn. Be as they are.
a little comic about angels. heavily inspired by (and with a few quotes from) this post.ย
โฑ โ ๐ก๐ฌ๐ซ'๐ฑ ๐ด๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ ๐ด๐๐จ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ญ, ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ซ ๐ช๐ข โฑ
angels donโt belong in heaven, angels belong where they are loved.
There are angels of light and gold, whose words flow like honey and whose very beings exude power and divinity. And they feel holy. And there are angels of darkness and blood, whose words cut their throats like shattered glass, whose power feels more like a curse. And they feel broken.