My question is and always will be: why do black lives matter more than anyone else’s?
it feels like ill never get to be the man i dream of being because no matter what im still stuck in this miserable body. everyone around me gets to find the help they need and im stuck here staring at how disgustingly feminine my body is. ill never get to be my dads son, my mums precious boy im a f****** girl and im stuck being one forever in this f****** awful body because god couldnt just make me a boy. i have horrible thoughts and urges just to fix this pain or do something to distract myself but im too much of a p****.
I just fucked the living s*** out of my niece and I honestly liked it. She was sleeping in a short skirt with a pretty red Lacey thong. I pulled it to the side and started to lick. Next thing I knew I was c****** in her a**. I forced her to take it and she just ran off. Should I be scared?
