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I like lukewarm tea
and the feeling of your limbs
tangled up in mine
and the feeling of your limbs
tangled up in mine
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The Magic Medallion - A TG Story
Will was a 18 year old self centred and lonely white man who had this unhealthy obsession with attractive women. He had this belief that all girls were born and raised to be housewives who cooked, cleaned, and always followed their husband’s orders, although this was what his family had been telling him ever since he was a young boy. Will also preferred girls with well developed and curved out bodies with childlike, innocent, and submissive personalities that matched. Will loved his idealized woman view with as much enthusiasm as he hated modern Western ones. He felt that especially American girls these days were just vain and manipulative sluts who acted like whores to get whatever they wanted; they could all do with some modifications to put it one way, which in Will’s mind was either looking like supermodels or dressing traditionally conservative when going outside. As you might have guessed, Will was a virgin who’d never kissed a girl before, any women who weren’t put off by his
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Cliffjumper finally gets his memory back PART 3
Doomsayer told Cliffjumper to wait while he walks over to get the Matrix of Conquest from the stone altar. Hivemus Prime, Hot Rod, Strongarm, Sideswipe, and Orion Eclipse watched through the crack from the other room as they could see that the Matrix of Conquest looked like the Matrix of Leadership, but different. "What is that thing?" Sideswipe asked with a quiet voice. "It looks like...The Dark Spark?" Hivemus Prime assumed. "It looks like the Matrix of Leadership, except it's evil-looking." Hot Rod added. "Shh! Keep your voices down." Orion told his friends. "Doomsayer could hear us." he said. Doomsayer stopped by the stone altar as the Matrix of Conquest was hovering above it in a purple force field. When Doomsayer carefully reached his hand servo over to grab it, the force field didn't harm him. It recognized the Blood of Unicron from within him and the force field died down as Doomsayer grabbed the Matrix of Conquest with both hand servos. Doomsayer looked at the evil relic
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The Loss of Humanity (Poem)
The Loss of Humanity By J.C. Solis We are the ones who sold our own souls To live out our lives as not being whole For pittance and vice, we gave it away And our own conscience we’d come to betray And upon our hearts, this deed takes its toll We are the foolish who took on this fate With a hunger that just won’t ever sate And with this pain, we carry forth our cross As we come to bear this terrible loss And to make amends just came far too late We are the lost who’ll never be found For our bad mistakes are always abound And though some of us now want to break free Our sins blind our eyes till We cannot see The errors we made keep coming around And while we’re forced to get down on our knees We cry for we lost Our Humanity Our peace of mind no longer remains sound And as we shoulder the size of this weight Our hearts so heavy that just won’t placate The angels above look down at our lies As demons now welcome our own demise This is our loss, one filled with so much hate And as
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