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Boxy want to do ( All 1 )

read yaoi in public

Boxy's experience ( All 1 )

I indeed was a cheater, and also have been on the receiving end of cheating. It is not a good thing, and I do still have habits from when I was cheating. Obviously, it does not feel good from the receiving end, and the only reason why people cheat is one of two reasons #1: to get over someone else #2: to feel powerful, to feel better about themsel......   reply
18 02,2025

Boxy's answer ( All 5 )

High pitched it does NOT match my face at all(trans man issues)   1 reply
02 11,2024
Not really. I didn't know that it was really a thing looked down on at the time. Now that I'm older I do kinda regret first finding out about it in the first place and felt weird because I've found so many people who think reading a same genderXsame gender manga, manwha, and all those things only and not a opposite genderXopposite gender is strange......   reply
02 11,2024
about question
I hope you know that this is NOT normal and 100% sexual harassment, PLEASE sent boundaries and tell them that it's uncomfortable for you to be in situations like that. No matter how old they or you are no one EVER should act like that nor get treated like that. Especially the end part(her and her sister talking about if they can hold your vagina) ......   1 reply
20 09,2024
about question
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Boxy 31 08,2024
Complimenting people isn't weird, it's only weird if you make it weird(expl: "you're so sexy"/"you're so hot") but saying "You're so pretty!" Or "Gorgeous!" Is a normal compliment and isn't weird at all!!   reply
31 08,2024

Boxy's question ( All 0 )

People are doing

did listen to a song on repeat

Listening is not enough I need to inject it in my blood stream

51 minutes
did listen to a song on repeat

Trndstter (feat M. Maggie) NOT the remix, but the original

2 hours
did listen to a song on repeat

Animal Jam soundtrack I'm trying to get in the top 10 worldwide listeners this year

3 hours