theo

how can a person, especially a professional mind you, all within 20 minutes tell me, that on first sight she already found it more natural to refer to me in he/him pronouns and that i ?? ‘represent my desired gender really well’ but then proceeds to spit out some ‘maybe you just really need a little bit of time to figure out you’re just a girl after all’ at the end of our session? and maybe what if i kill myself? how am i even supposed to take that? should i or should i not trust you with helping me manage my suicidal thoughts inducing dysphoria? or did i cluelessly sign up for indirect conversion therapy? i feel like a fucking joke

wanna tellhim how much i love and misshim over and over agaibwhile he presses histongue againstme.or his fingerss or just fills me up with hiscock n then holds me close. allis fine with me

h ovulating of coursw im insanely fucking horny

and i’m sorry

reallt love bf

going out with bf and him picking out n buying me a new pair of shoes, cute ones. n then he fucks me when we get back home… making me wear the shoes he bought me… bonus point if he stays fully clothed… hiiiii

anyway, totally wasn’t checking the date. didn’t bring my meds. truing not to throw up, pass out and sob violently on the bus rn. everythinghurts so fuckingbad

one of my ‘oddly apecific times when i need my bf’ is when my fuckingstupidass period starts. hold eachother closely, his warm hands over my tummy. am i crying over this on the bus? yes