past tense >>39576216

qott: who the fuck is nazianon and why the fuck is he still here

So I'm fucked right prehrt starting in a few days when my shit gets here, idk gonna effortmax hard and see if i can make it.

my sister said i’ll never pass because i have broad shoulders and an adam’s apple. said i should do my best to not be transgender :( i bought clothes today but now i don’t want to wear them. think i might suicide soon

pooner here: every single one of us loves transgirl feet. if you're a transgirl and know a pooner, show him your feet. this is our unified mating call and we will fall in love with you. bless

gaining weight while on estrogen inarguably helps you pass better.

POSTING A PIC OF MY NUTS IN THE NEXT 15 MINUTES

thread for puppy boys and girls!! meet other puppies and maybe find an owner :o

qotd: what type of collar do you have/want? post pics !!

Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them Billy niggas and them hoover niggas
You run up and they shootin' niggas, we ain't hoopin' nigga
Yo KB, you a loser, nigga, up that Uzi, nigga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that's really all I use her for, then I kick her out the door
I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more
In New York, my niggas don't Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case, a nigga throwin' shots, I run 'em off they block
Quarter milli' in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot
I don't fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don't love her that's a sad hoe, she a bad hoe
I'ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash hoe
I'm on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out - but I fucked that nigga bitch
Niggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds 50, uh
Move milli', all my niggas on 50, uh
Talk down (pew pew pew), you silly, uh
Hit a stain, 50 bands, all hunnids
Spinnin' through ya block like a pop shove-it
Shoot at me I'm shootin' back, I'm getting buckets
I ain't wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it

im in a lovey dovey mood for a gf and i feel like there isnt a trans girl wont let me sweet talk them about how interesting they are and i might just become a alcoholic king cobra style about how i might die lonely and theres a dry spell on me

orange cat edition