The only truth that matters is the thing you want to be true.
I don’t really have any place other to turn to than an anonymous confession site. I’m 32f, I’ve started to have fantasies about dogs and being mounted. No real place to safely talk about it, and not sure how to event process why I think about just. Just feel mostly embarrassed and alone.
I’m sorry, but you trannies aren’t women. You just aren’t. You’re like walking Monty Python sketches.
