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You call me a girl, A lovely young woman, Bound to one day become A respectable stereotypical wife You say I'll want children, Will love to be the lady of the house, Bound to one day become A loving little housewife You don't see the truth, Don't see through my lies, Bound to never see Who I truly want to become You will never call me a boy, Never will I be a strong young man, Bound to stay in these bonds Forced upon me at birth You say it's just a phase, That I'll see the truth one day, Bound to my gender I'll make a lovely woman one day You don't realize the pain you cause, You don't accept my truth, Bound to the truth

In the end life is sex, It is pleasure and animal instincts, All the philosophy goes down the drain, Joy of the flesh is what remains. So eat all the ice cream you want, Waste no time chasing ideas, Don't stop to think more than twice, Enjoy your body, ignore your brain.

Horror: the other white meat. Everyone's watched, read, or played one at some point. Maybe you're just feeling tired of seeing cute fluffy things on TV every goddamn day. It's getting increasingly difficult to find good quality freak-outs in an increasingly sheltered and child-proofed world. Need a break from your daily bombardment of family values and God-fearing overtones? Well, never fear. Here are some quick tips to guide you into becoming the Stephenie Meyer Stephen King. 1. The Kids Every horror has to have children. Because children are usually creepier and far more hellish than your typical ghosts if given the chance. Especially litt

What is beauty? Is it a perfect Body? A sun kissed tan? Sweet large Eyes? Beauty is different For everyone. For some It's believing. Believing that you Are beautiful. Not caring About the current style. Being happy About the way you are. I'm like that. My body isn't Perfect. I don't claim To be glamorous. Some may call Me ugly. Some say I don't care. But the truth Is I'm unique. I am beautiful In a special way. I am me.