It's strange to me how many folks hate me simply because I'm a trans woman. Like they Don know anything about me. They just see that I'm tall, have a deep voice, dress like I'm going to a metal show with a tight shirt stretched across my tits, and they think I'm gross or weird. But at the end of the day, the person they hate is picking her partner up for a sleep over and when we get back to my place we exchange stuffed animals, listen to music, and make dinner together.
What's to hate about all that? Get a life.






