i love trans men and being a trans man. not just for the fact that i "got to experience being a woman", but because right now i'm experiencing being a man. that is a good thing. being a man is a good thing, no matter what tumblr echo chambers and the off terf lgbt group/space says.
i love boyhood. i love being my mother's son. i love being the random boy in a girl's friend group. i love the cracks, the cravings, the hair growing oddly, and the constant sexuality crisis. i love all the "rough and tumble" and the mess and being the "little guy". i love getting pissed when my friends scruff up my hair. i love punching my wall and silently cursing from the pain. i love eating ice cream with my teeth. i love how my hair is thick and my eyebrows are dark and my posture is hunched and aloof. while this isn't everyone's boyhood, it's mine. i love being exactly who i am.
no amount of rants, fear-mongering, slurs, dog whistling, or invisibility is going to stop me from being trans or a man. so i'm not going to try. i love being a whiny, offensive transandrobro. i love being me.






















