he is like the sun, always bright and exuding warmth. he made me realise I must really be the moon, because oh dear god, I'm always eager to follow after him
i wait for you
Sometimes the packer be doing cartwheels in ur boxers fr (he/it πβπ¦Ίπ³οΈββ§οΈ)
Why am I always going out of my way to be loved? Canβt I just be loved as is?
hes soooo and he makes me feel sooooo and he looks sooooo and hes just. just sooooooo
sleepy grinding that turns into desperate fucking?
and then youre gonna run to her and forget i exist
this might not be relatable at all but like. is there any other trans masc who isnt *nearly* as dysphoric without clothes as they are with?
cus like. if i look at myself shirtless its kinda like. yeah obviously i wish i had a flat chest but its like oh well i can deal with this for now.
but when im wearing clothes and you can see my chest with them on???? even if im wearing a binder?? i feel like ripping my hair off and do diy top surgery with the nearest sharp object i can find
Deep rooted problems
no matter how much my life is improving, i still feel empty and alone