I don't. I know this is a stupid double standard I hold myself up to due to deeply internalised self hatred, but I just can't get rid of it..
The thing with getting joy by making other people happy is...am I being altruistic by helping folks and making them happy? Or am I actually an egoist pig who just uses people to get happy herself? Am I exploiting them? O.O
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i always mean it when i say i love you btw
>be me
>go shopping dressed like this
>also wear face mask because sick
>find moldy tomatoes and tell store clerk
>get misgendered.
God forbid a woman wants to be pressed into the mattress, get dicked down good, and be left with cum oozing out of her body 🙄
So like... you're gonna cum in me raw, right? Pretty please? 🥺🥺🥺
yay puters ٩(◕‿◕。)۶
“The Breather” by Billy Collins
^^^ this user is a chewing toy, this user is a chewing toy
Nothing to see here but thicc thighs and bite marks 👀ok now I'm finally sleeping fr at 5am lol
I worked a bit more on it while bored in bed last night and thought I'd share again ^^' I know it's just a lazy lil edit but I kinda like it >.<
Unfortunately I don't know how to roughen up the edges in the program I used and also don't know how shades and reflections work qwq
Reblog this to bite Me. Not prev, not mutuals, Me. Do it, coward.
This is the shit I got to tumblr for. Unhinged transfems telling the funniest shit there is, hell yeah
when i was in the hospital after bottom surgery, they had a catheter in me because can't pee, and that thing burned like reagan in hell, so they tried a couple medications to help, and the second they tried they warned me would turn my pee a bright orange, and i have a a kink for having unethical experiments performed on me, so i eagerly said yes, and it worked! i felt much better, and after a little bit my really hot nurse that i think had flirted with me earlier when taking my vitals (which i was on so many drugs that he probably wasn't, but that didn't stop me from trying to flirt back by saying "i LOVE ice water~" really sexy when he brought me some) drained the catheter bag into a clear jar and held it up and the morning light hit it just right and it lit the room up orange and i said "ooo... the forbidden fanta...." and now every time i drink fanta i think about piss but that's okay because i'm into that
Sometimes I feel this, a lot. Other times I'm glad I'm a trans woman. There's joy in looking upon the achievement that is my transition, and I believe there is a special bond between me and my trans friends (especially fellow transfems), which I wouldn't have otherwise. I'm proud to have fought for the way I am, and I'll continue that fight, head up towards the sky. Stay strong 💚
Edit: I hope i didn't interpret that wrong and had an absolute stupid reaction, if so I'm sooo sorry qwq
Wish I was afab..
She/her | 22 | Silly bean | No sexting! | I post and reblog horny stuff, because I'm just that gay, therefore, for keeping decency, please, minors, look away!
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