catgirls are supposed to be mean

Suicide is not some natural or expected outcome of transfeminine existence. It is an engineered outcome caused by transmisogyny. Every time a transfem kills herself, her death is a murder and part of genocide and it should make you absolutely livid.

you think you're really starting to make friends with the girl i have you sharing a cage with, until the night i tell you that this time, you can make it stop, but i'll do it to her instead but worse. and you hear her whimper and you swear in your heart you wouldn't do that but wouldn't you know it? it gets so bad you yelp it out. so now you're in the cage, alone, listening, as i make it as bad as i can for her. i explained to her that she doesn't get a way out like you did, but she must be panicking; she doesn't normally beg like this. you turn away. you feel sick. you don't know how you'll face her.

you've cried out and sobbed plenty of times when i've had you out of the cage, and so has she, but now she is screaming, really screaming in a way that you haven't heard her do and you certainly haven't done before and from inside the cage you can't tell what i'm doing to her to make her do that but she is screaming, long, like using a whole breath and then breathing all the way in and screaming again, and you feel scared, somewhere deep & muffled, but mostly you want to throw up

as i'm leading her back to the cage and she's sobbing and crawling, you realize that if you turn away from her out of guilt you'll be more alone than you ever were before, but if you comfort her then you're taking advantage of the way she fawns after being tortured, and this time it's your fault: it would make you just like me. yet she needs you. she wants to cry into you. she doesn't care that you helped me do this, even if you want her to care, want her to hate you, want her to spit. you deserve it, you think. you don't know what will happen if you're cold to her but you know it won't make me let up. it won't save either of you. you could comfort her. it's what you both need. but if you let this drive her further into you, you know that you'll have taken part in whatever game i was playing tonight. i'll win, just like always. the cage door opens and she spills in. decisions, decisions.

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no sweetie that warm tingly feeling in your belly isnt love. i have drugged you quite substantially. youre like, welcome.

ppl get really angry when you tell them that it's possible to flirt without intent to flirt. like girl you can do fucking anything without intent. intent isn't real. we made that shit up.

dombreaking tgirls stuck in comptop is necessary. a holy and noble mission from god Herself. do your part.

i love "bite me" as a retort. your frustrating me, come put your spit and teeth all over me for it. and maybe lick me a little. because i hate you