Do you sometimes just think about stray dogs and start crying
When I was a wee kiddo I was told by the boys in my school I couldn’t play with them because I wasn’t a boy, to which I said that I could be a boy if I wanted! They said I couldn’t because I didn’t have a penis. It was really upsetting but also made me think, so that night I thought up a waterproof plan.
The next day I went to school with a roll of socks stuffed in the front of my pants and strutted around with my fabulously fabricated dick. The kids all laughed but since we weren’t allowed to take off our clothes in school they couldn’t check if it was “real” so I got to play tag with the boys.
Someone on my dash tagged a Chopin song with “jamz” and that made me feel so happy somehow