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I happened to encounter one last Friday after thinking to myself coincidentally "why do I rarely see tranny faggots lately?"
I went to a metal show and saw some ugly ass dude with feminine, straightened shoulder-length hair, terribly applied purple lipstick, some gay t-shirt, a skirt with moons and stars and shit, and some dirty red high top converse. He spoke to and looked at basically nobody that I could see. Later on after the show my friend and I went to a pizza place across the street and there he was, alone and miserable, eyes and head facing downward. I had to take the slightest bit of pity on him, knowing he'll probably an hero soon enough. We've all been there, alone in a dark and cold and unforgiving world where nobody cares about your existence, but it just seemed like people actively avoided this freak, whereas I found it relatively easy to just chat up random people, crowdsurf, participate with the audience, all that good shit.
