This is crazy. In what universe do I have to explain; you don't walk around assuming peoples identities. If you called most trans women a femboy they would understandably want to smash face. But not only are there trans women femboys, there are cis men femboys as well.
>cute trans girl comes over
>tell her im a dom
>she asks if it's real or a trauma cope
>I completely understand what she's asking me
>lay her down and cuff her to the bedpost
>spend the next 4 hours passionately attentive to her
>im actually a dom
>we have a good time
went to go do more paperwork at my insurance office today, and the lady helping me recognized my
@FemboyYt
hoodie
"omg I love her!"
Pretty cool moment 🥰
Please retweet to maybe help find her
If you see this bike in the PDX area DM me. It was stolen last night from The West Hills between Portland and Beaverton
Even if you seen it on the highway any help would make me happy.
y'all 😭
last months twitch money just dropped for me. while it wasnt millions or anything, I did get this pizza and these groceries with it. Everyone that watches and supports me, thank you so much. I woulda been eating ramen all week if it wasnt for all you wonderfuls ♥️
I love my femboy identity because I'm just some weird amalgamation of boy and girl while using she/her pronouns
my gender doesn't make sense to you??? GOOD. IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO
Police came by and did their thing.
I'm beyond any emotion I can describe. Rage, sadness, fear, all of them and somehow none of them. I'm completely numb.
Don't know if I'm gonna stay on social media after this. It's clear my bike was targeted.
So.
Crackheads stole my car. I had to take out *three* crackpipes from it. They spilled beer everywhere and made the it stink like shit. They also ripped out the lowbeams in the thing and stole my iPhone 13 Pro Max that I was going to repair.
Smoking cigarettes is fuckin disgusting. The only thing that's cool about them is that they kill you faster.
I grew up with smokers and literally everything was covered in a thin film of brown.
The aesthetic is cute until you smell like a rag found underneath a washing machine