At one time Rhys seemed pretty okay with one of his um, girlfriends dumping him because she wasn’t into women:


Liar or hypocrite, you decide.
I think there’s something to this.
Also lol this AGP fantasy:

Oh yes the Hot Red Dress of yore, that fabled garment that singlehandedly turns mild mannered lesbians into stank ditch connoisseurs.


Liar or hypocrite, you decide.
A lot of things Rhys has said lately, really confirms my suspicions that he's a self-hating faggot* and always has been.
I guessed he was living with a man, because he was being quiet about it. If a true and honest woman had taken him in, he'd be bragging about how women are on HIS side in the TERF war. He'd brag that he was a true and honest lesbian, because he was banging a female.
His ACE shit is just a cover for his conflict over being a faggot. His "I like transbians" is also another cover.
He'll be happy to be deemed anything BUT a buttfucker.
*He'd fuck women if he could, as a man, but most women are turned off by sissy fetishists. That insulted his ego. How dare some bitch reject him. He's perfect. He's into the idea of fucking guys, he's into masturbating on lingerie and being turned into a pretty princess and his ego needs to be satisfied by approval from females to assert his dominance.
Put all that into the blender that is the Narc brain and you have a man who cuts his penis off, hates women so much he pretends to be one to dominate them, cries asexuality to defend why he's afraid of being Liberace'd and then goes on a rant about how pansexuality is the only moral way.
It's not about pansexuals, it's about Rhys. You will accept Rhys no matter WHAT horrific form he takes, otherwise you are a monster. That's what all this is about, for real, he's so fucking see through.
I think there’s something to this.
My own theory is that whatever Rhys’s sexual orientation— gay, straight, or bi— its ultimately been so warped by his exposure to porn and paraphilia during adolescence that even he can’t decypher it. Add in the possible botched dick surgery and his inherent personality disorders, and you have one very angry man who seems deeply confused and frustrated by his own sexuality. He certainly doesn’t appear to see sex as either a pleasurable diversion or an expression of love and intimacy but rather as a means for exerting control over others (the shit with his ex).
Even a thirsty exhibitionist like Zach is at least capable of expressing some erotic joy when it comes to his deviancy, even if most of the time it is just for show.
Now this is totally anecdotal, but some of the closet case types I’ve encountered have had a certain penchant for strong, even slightly masculine or butch women— most of whom are straight. In two of those cases the closeted guy eventually trooned out. Rhys’s ex wife is not a butch lez, but she does eskew conventions of femininity with her build, her tattoos, and love for powerlifting. And here’s Rhys on two women he’s claimed to have dated;

A boxer and a prison guard. Now this may just be Rhys flexxing his lesbian bonafides (lol @ diesel) but it could also tie into @heathercho ’s idea of Rhys sexuality in part being tied to dominating “strong” women.
Even a thirsty exhibitionist like Zach is at least capable of expressing some erotic joy when it comes to his deviancy, even if most of the time it is just for show.
Now this is totally anecdotal, but some of the closet case types I’ve encountered have had a certain penchant for strong, even slightly masculine or butch women— most of whom are straight. In two of those cases the closeted guy eventually trooned out. Rhys’s ex wife is not a butch lez, but she does eskew conventions of femininity with her build, her tattoos, and love for powerlifting. And here’s Rhys on two women he’s claimed to have dated;

A boxer and a prison guard. Now this may just be Rhys flexxing his lesbian bonafides (lol @ diesel) but it could also tie into @heathercho ’s idea of Rhys sexuality in part being tied to dominating “strong” women.
Also lol this AGP fantasy:

Oh yes the Hot Red Dress of yore, that fabled garment that singlehandedly turns mild mannered lesbians into stank ditch connoisseurs.
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