every trans woman, no matter how dominant or sadistic or brave or stone, has a self that, if you make her feel both safe and desired enough to be so vulnerable as to become that self, melts at your touch and cries in your arms and holds you like you're the most important thing in the world and if you receive such blatant and raw trust from a woman in your life you better treasure it like an oceanbound castaway stumbling upon a freshly dead turtle and if you hurt her in this state you deserve to have every droplet of joy and value you see in your life drained from you by the hot and vengeful sun.
OH GOD HERE IT COMES
is this stampede meant to represent my followers

























