About
Honesty is important to me. I say what I mean and normally mean what I say. It may come out
cruel, but it's probably
intentional.
I'm 26 going on 27.
From the time I was 19 until I was 22 I was a bum and had sex with anyone who would pay in cash. No STDs, and I don't have AIDS. It's a miracle considering how much of an idiot I was back then.
I'm not
technically gay, I guess: I was born with the mind of a female, but a male body.
Transgendered, I think they're calling it these days. I don't plan on reconstructive surgery, since I've lived as a man for so many years already.
I convinced my boss to start a romantic relationship with me by telling him that being with me wouldn't make him gay, since I'm mentally a woman. We've been together since. It'll be five years and eight months this October 20th. I've become something of a trophy-husband (though we're not married yet), and no one gives me a lot of paperwork anymore. So I waste my time on Gaia and the GD.
We're in the process of finding a bigger apartment since his little sister will be moving in with us. She's dying of lymphatic cancer and we want her around to make the last months of her life the happiest she's ever had. She's still really beautiful. The only woman I would ever consider having sex with, too.
That's where I am right now. If I'm being a jackass it's probably because someone gave me work, or I'm upset about Haley's situation.
I GUESS I apologize for whatever terrible things I've said to you. It's not really an easy time right now.
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