Queerdump
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The personal, queer counterpart to @bloomingdump
He/him lesbian
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This post came personally into my home to beat me up
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Currently at work with my lesbian playlist on, two tourists with the t-shirt "bloom with pride" and a couple of teenager girlfriends. happy pride i guess?
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I want to slice this manga very very thinly, put it on bread with thyme, Parmesan, lemon and oil and CHOMP
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NETFLIX MANNAGGIA AL CAZZO IN CHE SENSO OGGI ULTIMO GIORNO PER VEDERE IL CONTRATTACCO DI CHAR MA VUOI CHE VENGA A DAR FUOCO A CASA TUA MA DILLO CHE CE L’HAI CON ME SPECIFICATAMENTE
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Yes I’m perfectly calm if any of you Would be so nice to say if they have char’s counterattack to, say, lend
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Pls reach out
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Forwarded from Crym's Corner (SFW/NSFW)
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Late birthday gift for my dear friend @queerdump πŸŽ‰

Thank you for yeeting me in Gundam hell.

Ps: la tassa era Quattro con le big naturals sorry not sorry
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A friend did something incredible for me and I now owe them my life
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Ngl gundam is a big slice of what keeps me from contemplating drastic measures every time I cross my two bridges on the way to work
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What if I am the shift manager
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Mascphobia? During pride month? Really this shit again?
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I need to have a physical copy of female masculinity by Jack halberstam to slap people spouting essentialist bullshit with
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Things I witnessed today that reminded me sometimes it’s good to stay alive:

One. A kid and his mother, ten minutes before I open. They try to come in, I ask β€œno, sorry, can you wait a couple of minutes?” They wait. I open shop. I hear the kid say: mom can I go alone? Alone? She ask, amused. She says yes. He comes inside, grabs an issue of dragonball, the colored version, alone. He comes at the counter. He says: I finished the last one in ONE DAY. He pays. He smiles for the whole time.

Two. It’s four in the afternoon. It’s hot. I have to carry the new shipment inside the shop. It’s hot. It’s hot. I trod box after box from my car to the shop, tired, sweating, the day has been horrible so far. I cross a woman with a trolley. Trailing after her, a kid, nose buried in one issue of one piece, our bag dangling from his hand. I smile.
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