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Dear Negatives.

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Leituras 12
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Leituras 12
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Capítulos 2
Tempo <5 mins

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catholic christianity gay homophobes homophobic lgbtq pansexual pride sad transphobic

A letter to Homophobes. A letter to transphobes. I wrote one to pedos and rap!sts too. Because no matter what, and no matter when, I can never think of someone worse than you.
This is told by a pansexual with a transgender and gay sister, who grew up in a homophobic Catholic-Christian family.
(Flagged as MATURE for violence, profanity, and there will be more mature themes in the future.)Todos os Direitos Reservados

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