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Someone Who LovesYou're not the only one who hates my body, I do too. When I see myself in the mirror I keep my focus on what I understand. When you look at me, you look at what I don't understand and ask me about it. That reminds me, don't remind me. Don't remind me. Don't remind me. I'm reminded everywhere I go. If I say that I like boys that means I like their penis, that is not true. If I say that I like girls that means I like their boobs and their vulva, that is not true either. I can't explain how deeply I feel towards that. I like love. I like Transgender boys, I like Gender Neutral people, I like Transgender girls, I like Bio boys, I like Intersex people, i like Bio girls, I like people who have no gender. I would never put limits on my love because I don't like when people like you limit me. I wish you wouldn't limit me, please don't limit me. I enjoy who I love and sex is just one of many actions. There is a kiss and a hug. Looking into each other's eyes, love notes and hand holding. CuddlinSomeone Who Loves by fur4fun
Finding YurselfThe charade is over.Finding Yurself by MasterSynthetica
The act is passed, the performers wash off their oil makeup in the backroom and the curtains are drawn.
I've decided where I am; where I stand.
I was straight.
I was gay.
Now I'm in love.
The only woman alive so breath taking, so wonderful; It's a constant crush, a title wave of emotions blossoming sunsets behind her eyes.
She is beautiful. Her soul, her heart, her mind.
Without her, nothing is real. No religion is worth belief; no human is worth trust. Misery to a point where breathing is overrated.
She is mine. I am hers. I will never once regret this.
My Sora believes in me, at times. And I feel empty when I know I simply don't want her to deal with disappointment in me.
The honest truth?
I am transgender. I am a man.
The physical truth?
I am lesbian. I am a woman.
I will not accept this.
I do not believe in gender. Not for a second.
Gender is judgment, labels are war.
I am officially a no one.
I refuse to have a 'gender', to fill onl
A Boy Named Emily Ch. 1Sometimes, it's hard to believe this is my life. I'll step back and see all the horrible things I'm doing and ask: is this really me? Sometimes- but more like all the time- I hate myself. I have this "problem"; it's called gender identity disorder (GID). Since I was eight years old I hated myself. I was a bully and a tattle tale. I didn't have any friends until this new girl Soapy Roberta met me. We were great friends and loved each other deeply. But I loved her more than she loved me...You see, I was IN LOVE with Soapy. It was innocent of course but nothing ever happened. I didn't think two girls were allowed to get married.A Boy Named Emily Ch. 1 by Peterismylife
When I turned thirteen my life was going down hill. My sister Lori was severely anorexic and I was basically watching her kill herself slowly without her noticing what she was doing. My parents said she was doing this to hurt us. I now know that's not true and they just didn't understand. But I spent the last two years of my sister's life hating her for being so s