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what's radqueer? transharmed? I've seen those terms everywhere on here and I feel like a granny when I can't understand their meaning

Yeah, radqueer is the term for those "identities." I don't wanna get super into my dislike of them because I suppose to each their own, right? Just not company I want to keep.

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Isn't it a little funny to be a direct descendant of "God's" first human creation, to be the second generation upon his earth, just to care so little for him? To devote yourself to a woman so different from him, one who hasn't asked for devotion, but deserves it instead?

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I love my fellow paraphiles, freaks, perverts, creeps, etc., but I personally do not want radqueer interaction, please and thank you.

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I want her to myself. I want her to have friends. I want to hide her away from the world. I want to see her fill the world with beauty. I want her, I want her, I want her. Fuck.

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a girl and the stray she feeds.

a princess and her loyal knight.

a goddess and the keeper of her temple.

a mother and her son.

a seraphim and her principality.

a woman and the man who loves her.

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She really is a goddess. I knew when I met her that she couldn't just be human, she was too good, but watching her grow into herself tells me it all over again. My life is little more than an altar for her and her beauty.

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it gets a little harder to see yourself as a god when your body is clinging tooth and nail to a habit you need to kick, but what god would need these earthly things? what god isnt strong enough to move forward? i am, and i will.

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every poem i write feels like a prayer to myself, or to her, or an entry in my own personal religious text. it feels like reclaiming a piece of myself i lost.

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it's cute, the drunken rambling of someone who craves you. how pliable you must be right now, so willing to please? desperate for attention, on your hands and knees. pretty thing.

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im a purebred hound at the gates of our own heaven, im the god on the throne, im the angel waiting hand and foot on my dearest, im the street mutt patrolling the grounds, im all of it all at once, im everything.

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ill build a world worthy of the goddess she is. ill build her own personal garden of eden and a castle to flourish in. ill build a life worth having with me. ill build myself into a man worth the love she gives me.

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i want to be the only trans man in an orgy, taking place in some abandoned church. i want to feel two tongues fighting over my tdick, one pressed against each side. i wanna feel hands grasping every inch of me, fingers reaching for space inside of me. i want to feel lips press against my neck, teeth snapping at my skin from all sides of me. i want to hear them get angry with eachother, desperately searching for a place to feel me. i want all eyes on me, all hands on me, i want to be everyones toy, pleasure being given to me as an offering, my body the altar.

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Transitioning is a devotional act for me. I am a God of change, of self expression. Every shot is a prayer, every new hair a divine blessing. I am reshaping my body, decorating my temple, and that is the holiest act I can imagine. Transsexuality is sacred to me.

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no, ive decided i am a god. i spent a large chunk of my adolescence identifying as "godkin" or "divinekin," why shouldn't i indulge that part of me again? it brought me pleasure, and what's the point of life if not finding pleasure?

i am a god, as long as i want to be one.

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i feel as though the people around me aren't understanding what i mean when i say i want a life of luxury. yes, i want the nice things and expensive things and rare things, but even more than that i want to be seen as a thing of luxury. i want to be placed on a pedestal and considered untouchable. i want people to stumble over the words and fail to make eye contact because they know im nothing like them. i want to feed off devotion.