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The Mute's Confessionals
The seeping silence, screaming after a nightmare that robs the voice, No one can hear my cry, but you... Help me, give me the strength to speak with sewn lips, cry with dry eyes, and listen with ears clogged with lies
A weird feeling.
I feel like the male gender is more aesthetic than it has ever been.
The sexual role of males have been replaced at such a frequency that rarely if ever a girl cares about size... Though when you look at her d***o, have No choice but to feel insignificant irregardless of hee wanting sex from you or not.

In my opinion being a male is more about the air, the mood his identity sets to the female mind, the mystery or the unknown paired with the immaculate presentation of his being. His appeal having little to do with who he is, but rather how she feels when near him. The effect his impression set on her leads her to take his words to heart, actually connecting with him in a way anyone else could yet can't because they do not have an intimate interest towards them.

Then comes the entire idea of sexual roles... Which are stupid yet widely withheld en masse. Guys have to fit that painting or they aren't men. Though, it serves in contrast to the woman in question. If a woman is strong, she will be pressured, or want a stronger man, because that's what has been painted....





 
 
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