T4t Love. If You Even Care.

i want to hold a pretty boys face between my hands, squish his cheeks and kiss him all over.

leith ross knows all of my feelings

1974: a group of college students embark on a road tip to discover themselves, two of them especially

keep things casual and light-hearted, when i came out to my mom we were just sitting on my living room floor and i asked if she knew what the T of LGBT was, and went from there. if they have questions, answer them if you feel comfortable. i came out to one of my brothers beforehand (via meme) just to test the waters a little bit because my family is religious. luckily, i’ve been out for a year and it’s been great, but my dad took around 6 months to come around. if someone is not accepting, don’t hesitate to do the best thing for YOUR mental health. if that means not talking to someone for a while or cutting them off from your life, do what you need to do. be sure that you have people that have your back outside of your family, i don’t know what i would’ve done without my friends.

Best of luck!!

I think I'm going to come out to my family ahhhh

I could some advice?? Help??

oh to have my darling pressed up against me, soft kisses exchanged between us, his lips grazing my neck and sound of our ragged breathing, it’s a shame that they aren’t here, really

kiss me like its the end of the fucking world

kiss me like its the last chance we will ever get

kiss me like you never want to let go

there are so many words to describe love. passion, sweetness, or gentle. i’ve never been good with words. when i opened my mouth i always found things coming out so jumbled and messy. i could never pair the right letters to say what i needed to, when i needed to. that was until i met them. when i met them everything clicked. they were the sun. they were shaking hands and whispering secrets in the darkness. they were every word i have ever imagined to speak. they put the syllables together and made me speak poetry. they told me with the curve of their waist how to make the vowels sound pretty when i pronounced their name. with the gentle shimmer in their eyes, and the chip in their tooth, they’ve taught me how to speak. how to love.

no offense but if a dude called me babe darling angel or prince i’d marry him on the spot

thinking of growing out my hair so a transmasc can compliment me on it