True it is, forming a connection helps. But i don't understand the people we post here having sex because they look so uncanny and theres nothing to connect too either. Most tranny fucking is like oh cool an easy thing to fetishize and pretend to listen to their personality disorder meltdowns until i find something else lol
This is literally elliot rodger tier. He listened to his sister having sex and stewed in anger. Hope the tranny shooter epidemic doesnt come.“The experience she was born with, that she takes fore granted and enjoys”
The troon hatred and resentment of women is scary.
Some creepy tranny listening to a woman have sex and absolutely fuming and teeming with bitterness.
I understand this is a unpopular opinion on here,but i prefer a HSTS any day of the week in my daughter's changing room over an AGP. At least the HSTS is not a sexual threat to my daughter.
He omitted to say if he passed or not.
"I learned today in school about how the sperm decides the sex of the baby..." This man must be rather young, if he's learning about this now. Likely a minor, as this really seems like the sort of thing you'd learn in a high school science class.
A homeless tranny is a hot potato. If anyone in his social group invites him to dinner, and tries to get him out the door once the evening has ended, then they're stuck housing him forever. Everyone else who avoided him will dogpile the idiot for not letting a transwoman stay at their house indefinitely.
"I wish people would just be honest with me", lolll.
I'd wager that he was loud, obnoxious, and embarrassing long before he trooned out. The troonery just allowed him to cast all of the social rejection he got as transphobia.
For sure. The lack of self-awareness is unreal. I guess with this guy it's not even that, but kinda half-awareness, where even he knows why people don't want him joining them for Thanksgiving.
The troon is angry because forcing people to bend the knee to his pronoun preferences is a power-glow rush in its own right. By finding a deft loophole that preserves his position while simultaneously sticking it to the troon, the My Esteemed Colleague Guy (praise be unto him) took that rush away, killed the buzz. The troon doesn't feel unsafe; he feels cheated.
“But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many of my father's hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Treat me as one of your hired servants.”’ And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his servants, ‘Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ "
