Barboara da loverly hoarsOnce upon a time there was a hoarse. This hoarses' name was Barboara Sproud. Barboara was a very pretty hoarse who liked to trot around in her Sunday lingerie everyday, lived in London.On the house that she lived on, she lived to race to the elevator and go up top the building so show her very smexy hoarse bod for all to see! But Balto the pineapple didn't like her and called Barboara a whoarse! Which is uh...fruit slang for prostitute. Barboara was so mad that Balto would call her such a not nice word!"Naay, Balto Naay!"She whinnied as she leaped off the building to confront the pineapple. But what didn't ocur to Barboara was that hoar
30 Day Trans Challenge: Day 1010)What are some of your fears in regard to being trans*?Well, being outed in an unsafe place is definitely one. I mean, it's one thing being outed at school or a party (lol like I go to parties) or some similar shit, but what about being outed in the locker room, or the washroom? It's not like I've never been in a fight or anything before, but people get touchy when it comes to their "privacy" and I don't want to get the shit beat out of me because of some stupid reason.Or just at times I'm afraid I'm not passing at all...Although since my friends mother butchered my hair and cut most of it off I pass alot more...I guess I shouldn't be t
Cute. :I
I'm just gonna...
*crawls into the hood*
dere. dats bettah
Woah.
And nobody gets hurt, young man.
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*hides in le-horn pile of bad humor*