here’s a little song i like to call “i cherish our friendship so i won’t tell u i would totally have sex with you if you asked”
I am terrified of you falling for a “real” boy - a boy who can grow some scruff, pick you up and make you feel protected. Yet I am terrified of you falling for a girl - one who is comfortable in their body and willing to switch up the roles. I’m scared of my body. I look in the mirror, unsure of who I see. ‘I am not enough. I will never be enough,’ I tell myself. What if I’m never comfortable? What if I’m always scared? What if I’m not happy? Please don’t leave me. Please, kiss me on the cheek and tell me I’m enough. Tell me you don’t care if I have the chest of a male with the anatomy of a female. I want you to look at my naked body and see that of a man. Please tell me that I’m exactly who you want me to be - no matter who that is.
Source: the thoughts of a terrified trans boy at 2am (via skwagger)
I know this blanket
is just big enough for two,
a me and a you.
im still counting on one last wave of puberty to come really late and make me hot
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