Genderless is like looking through two one-way glass windows. Ones rose colored. The other is ... morphed and crooked. Or I could be like someone who hates another for being.., beautiful?
But this is just me? Or him? Her? They? It?
Genderless is like looking through two one-way glass windows. Ones rose colored. The other is ... morphed and crooked. Or I could be like someone who hates another for being.., beautiful?
But this is just me? Or him? Her? They? It?