I feel most like a man when I'm angry. When I'm hungry with nothing to fill myself with. When the hunger is within my bones. When I can feel my blood boiling behind my eyes. When my fingers slowly curl in and out of fists. When my muscles bulge out of my tight shirts. When I make eye contact with a woman and I can tell her lingering implies desire. And …
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