justaboxinacage

 tranny trials  in homo houses when the face in the mirror is not your own high school holograms your own shitty little sitcoms you fight yourself all the way to the 'appropriate' bathroom  to find you have bled on your best boxers    again call it dysphoria today it's a disorder by tomorrow  who can you tell when the weight's about to crush you? shut up and play your music louder    no one wants to hear this what a faggot fumble  it's a falling house of cards look from your hairless chin down to your dainty dancer feet