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Is there even a point?

No one has any real passion for me. It's just a bunch of closeted rednecks from North Carolina or Texas who want to suck cock. But only tranny cock, because: "It's not gay if the cock is on a woman." Whatever, you redneck trash. Go wave your Confederate Flag, you homophobic, racist pricks.

That is the type of lowlife dirtbags that contact me. Where are men of character? Of substance? Where are men with values and integrity? Oh wait. This is the Internet. Those people don't exist on the Internet. Only lowlife dirtbags, who want a quick suck and fuck with a tranny exist on the Internet. Oh, and the filthy, disgusting trannies that indulge these dirtbags.

There is no place for a Latex Princess, a Rubber Shemale Sex Goddess. I exist out of time and out of place. No one has real passion for me. No one has real desire for me. If I have to continually lower my standards, just to find a play partner . . . what is the point? If I have to sacrifice my values, my integrity . . . just to get a little human attention . . . then the price is too high.

So, enjoy my videos. Enjoy my pictures. I know nothing will ever come from anything. No one has any real passion for me. 12 years has taught me that.