๐™š๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™š (@butchdiiaz) 's Twitter Profile
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@butchdiiaz

won't make my mama ๐™‹๐™๐™Š๐™๐˜ฟ , it's gonna cause a scene . she sees her baby girl, I know she's gonna ๐™Ž๐˜พ๐™๐™€๐˜ผ๐™ˆ

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Evan โ€œBuckโ€ Buckley (@calledfirehose) 's Twitter Profile Photo

โ€œ แดฌหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒสธ แถ สณแต’แต แต’แต˜แต—แต‰สณ หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰. หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แดต แตสณแตƒแต‡ โฑแต—? โ€ Crossover friendly. Bisexual, no lean. Can be NSFW. Potential dark themes and Mature Content. May be selective. Seeds of Sunflower.โœง retweet?

๐™š๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™š (@butchdiiaz) 's Twitter Profile Photo

@ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ป has posted not slacking in TX ๐Ÿ’ช

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              not slacking in TX ๐Ÿ’ช
fran (@galacticidiots) 's Twitter Profile Photo

[devastatingly in love, in secret, and being so brave and stupid about it] Oh, us? Together? I canโ€™t picture it. It would be awkward and strange and end in tears, I fear. We wouldnโ€™t get along at all.

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I couldnโ€™t believe it the night I went to the club on the West Side. There you were, leaning up against the bar, your jeans too tight for words and your hair, your hair all loose and free. Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

๐™š๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™š (@butchdiiaz) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Okay. ( Eddie smiled softly, but she knew there was something Buck wanted to say to her. She just had no idea if it was the same thing she wanted to say to Buck ) I'll grab my backpack.

๐™š๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™š (@butchdiiaz) 's Twitter Profile Photo

Who do you think you're talking to? Of course I'll bring snacks. ( the salute made her laugh and she almost said it right then and there, the way she really felt โ€” but Eddie bit her tongue and turned to go and pack her bag )

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And maybe. . . Maybe Eddie would be brave, too. There were things she wanted to say, things she had been dying to say for a while now and things she was realizing more and more. Finally she came out of the house, hair thrown up into a messy pony and backpack on one shoulder.