What actually happened is they tried tolerate their son's transition until they saw him forcing an infant to suckle on his moob. Mom probably looked back at when she breastfed him and felt such shame. 2.5 years later than never I suppose
I will never tire of stories of slobbish mud-skipper tier men deciding to “open” their marriage thinking it’s going to lead to hot bi chicks flooding in, only to immediately get cucked by their wife’s new boyfriend. Never.
It's really funny she used the words "penis envy" because the origin of that Freudian phrase is young girls experiencing anxiety because they don't possess a penis.
Especially when they have a "job where they encounter a lot of cis penises' whatever the fuck that is.
Another sign that pooners are just as coombrained as huns.
Agreed.
Ikr?!
Many thanks smarter human, we retards appreciate it
I cannot comprehend how most of them take selfies without smiling with literally no awareness of how creepy it looks.
Autism speaks; it’s time to listen
That' s not entirely true, tho, is it? Unless they are wearing oversized pants if you look at it you can tell who has a little faucet there and who is totally flat. It's just that nobody watches and obsess about it but the gender crowd. Ask an organic woman you know to wear pants cut for men, chances are there's gonna be a little too much fabric in the zipper area because those cuts are made ot accommodate another anatomy.
No, you're right, it's a situational thing but it would be pretty unprofessional and crude in a work environment or a religious/formal/family event. I figured "standard pants" referred to the kind of thing you'd wear in those situations.
not a fetish btw!
I’m.. wow. Those dead eyes. The chins. The smirk. Once again I wonder what the world would be if normal people had even a fraction of troonconfidence. To his credit he’s at such a weight where he becomes a blob & the face starts to resemble a sweaty circle. I’m sure in reality it’s more obvious.
Many years ago, as a tween, I stole an old, tattered jumper from my mum. I still have it, stashed away in storage with my winter clothes. It's kind of like my blankie.
