My Haters Algorithms Must Think They Are Bitchboi Crazy
"It gets me so aggie when I think about it Tommy, Honey. Like we'd be such a hip high status couple: me like a Dime fashion plate, you a gorge total boy babe with the teensiest edge of danger.
But because of social media everyone knows I'm this former foul mouthed uncontrollable Bad Boy young delinquent who got an extreme makeover, a vagina and so much deportment training I can't help but flounce around like a Princess
and the whole thing with you sucking so much dick to survive your crumbling way scary High School that you even went to prom in taffeta and tulle. OMG I'm not making fun, Babydoll, you were just a late bloomer, it's adorbs. It's just it follows us everywhere rite.....
We should start fresh by moving to Timbuktu or some totalitarian state where people can only scroll state propaganda on the phone.
But it's a double edge butter knife, like by being a Forced Femboi influencer I'm able to support you Dear, a financially dependent BF makes me feel so special, needed and important. Plus like it's such a status symbol with the Dolly Boi squad, a man who doesn't work. Mockery even drives engagement clicks and dollar. So if it even wasn't for the humiliation, and drama we've been through we'd probably have to be wagies working a 9-5.
I'd think I'd almost rather be the hilarious personification of western male downfall with a Man whose had more boys than Kelly Bundy!"
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