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That's one of the things I'll NEVER understand. If you have flaws and weaknesses, broadcasting it to the world is about the most stupid thing you could do. But they've made a culture out of it.
Megathread Trannies posting their L's Online - Heckin valid people posting their funny misfortunes on the internet
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SpiderBitch
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Just looks like a scene dude, I feel like ive seen a dude that looks almost exactly like this in an old mtv clip once. 'clothes dont equal gender', and all that, and you're very obviously not a biological woman, so everyone you meet has to make a guess on what you are.
Also not super related to this guy, but i often see a gross old guy at a station that looks like a bald bearded elderly trucker on top but is also always wearing a skirt and stilettos. No idea if hes gay, a troon or just schizophrenic or something.
If i saw the aiport one irl I genuinely wouldn't know which one it was either.
Like, some troons at least pass as a man clearly trying to pass as a woman, but most of the time I cannot even tell if they're a troon or some other flavour of insane.
Literally the most basic girly pixiecut. It being short does not make it masc. Female to librarian transition.
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Trick question as neither of these is rose. Right is paradise pink while left is pink sherbet. Color quizzes will not protect women from true autists.
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I still don't exactly understand what a 'moid is.
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I think it’s a play on what incels call women, “femoids”. Because women are actually robots or some shit.
that can't be right
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Femalefemalefemalefemale
well...?
"starting T"
femalefemalefenale froggy voice
stress test this shit with kelly lenza lol
i bow to the autismo.
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Because you need an easy shorthand way to represent a trans person. If you have people who look cis, then it just looks like an advert for regular clothes.
Transitioning into Janet Reno.
Literally the most basic girly pixiecut. It being short does not make it masc. Female to librarian transition.
TittlyWinks ;)
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Tranny posts to r/greenberets asking their feelings on serving with trans. Gets a few positive replies that mostly get downvoted, but also gets completely owned by a guy who's apparently kinda infamous. I'll just leave the highlight here.
Tranny ofc gets butt hurt and then owned some more.
Quote of the week - "I think there may be space for me to be useful in a UW situation in Africa, as what we call trans people have been a part of a lot of their tribes for thousands of years."
Bonus sockpuppeting for some weird reason. He's got an alt he created at the same time in the thread supporting himself.
Tranny ofc gets butt hurt and then owned some more.
Quote of the week - "I think there may be space for me to be useful in a UW situation in Africa, as what we call trans people have been a part of a lot of their tribes for thousands of years."
Bonus sockpuppeting for some weird reason. He's got an alt he created at the same time in the thread supporting himself.
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Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
I left my Reddit, my Xitter and my Telegram at the bottom
I sent two DM's back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There prob'ly was a problem with capitalism or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, Xim? How's your daughter?
An unsent letter to my childhood friend.
Dear <redacted>
It's been about a year since you decided to block me. A year since you called me being trans "cringe", "disturbing", and "fake", and screamed about not wanting me in your life. I have had a long time to think about things. A very long time. The last seven years of my life have provided me with a ton of changes and given me a long time to think about my place in the world. You were my best friend for four before that, and I always thought that my happiest days would be spent with you at my side. Yet, a year later, they haven't been. I don't know how to feel about that.
Back then, when I first started looking into tulpas and fell down that rabbit hole of the metaphysical side of the internet, I opened my eyes to some inarguable realities. The first of which was that I don't know how the world works. These things didn't fit into my worldview. It was madness and delusion, I thought, and yet they worked. I was wrong.
Which made me question the second. What it meant to be "normal". Why I held myself to the standard of being such. Whether I actually wanted to be that. If I was okay with not being that. It is -- in hindsight -- not a hard concept to grasp. Yet, I was going to have to sit down and figure out what I wanted from the world, what kind of life I wanted to live, and if getting that was even possible.
You are right about one fact, in all your mad rambling before you shut me out. I am not the same person you made friends with a decade ago. That was <DeadName>. I am Vera. Those are two very different people, both in our heads and in how we express ourselves.
As Vera, I'm proud of who I am. I'm optimistic and genuinely want a better tomorrow for myself and those around me. I'm extremely extroverted, and I care about the people around me to a fault. I enjoy the sillier things in life, I think there's no greater use for the time on this Earth than being spent with friends, smiling, laughing, and having fun together just for the pleasure of being around each other, and I am genuinely hurt when I am alone. I love stories, and writing, and wearing dresses and cuddling my plushies.
As <Deadname>, or <Old Username>, or G, Whatever name you give them, I am critical, and highly perceptive. I find no greater pleasure than learning exactly how something works and using those tools and understanding to create or to find an advantage in situations I am otherwise an underdog in. I am highly competitive, and while I'm not the best at things, I certainly don't back down from challenge. I'm fascinated by programming challenges, enjoy learning new skills, and like nothing more than fully saturating myself in whatever hobby of the week I've chosen, from Pokemon challenges to map and level design, or 100%-ing some game, spending hours making pixel art, or speedcubing... I find satisfaction in being a jack of all trades.
As time moves on and Vera becomes the more dominant personality between the two of us... I'm sorry that you see that as a bad thing.
We didn't "find echo chambers". We built communities, met thousands of people, and learned just how varied a normal human life is. We gained an appreciation for individualism and, over time, have discovered what it means to hold an identity. We thought about our values and our place in the world, and I dare say we have a deeper understanding of that than you.
I have had a journey of self-discovery that took me across the country and back. Every community i've built, i've lost. Every truth I thought was undeniable was proven false before my eyes. Every belief I held was questioned, and every aspect of my life was strained to a near breaking point simultaneously. And still, I fight to rebuild my life. Because I learned to be prideful in who I am.
Call me cringe, at least I am myself. Call my voice fake, my co-workers and clients can't tell. Call me insufferable and mentally sick, at least I do more than sit around all day playing video games, eating food from the same place I work at, dating some high schooler you work with because you don't know how to meet other people. At least I'm not a neck bearded, moronic, stick-in-the-mud incel like you! At least I grew up after high school!
... I could have so easily turned out like you. If I had bit my tongue to spend time with the alt-right fuckheads you still call friends. Those people value "seeming normal" over being happy. I consider it a lucky break they didn't pretend to support me for another several years after I came out, like you did. Why did you even bother doing that, when you were gonna call me a fa\*\*ot and push me out anyways?
I used to think we'd have each other's backs for the rest of our lives. I was ready to support you through thick and thin. I thought I was important to you. But you can't even look at me and see a human, anymore. One day, you will have to ask yourself how you want to live life, too, you know. The answer won't be "alone". But you've chosen to live that way. And, after all this, I don't think I have the heart to keep a rope there for you. Not anymore. Our ships have sailed too far apart for it to be worth it anymore.
I will never get closure. I won't ever get to say goodbye proper. I won't ever get to repay the debts I owe. You won't ever read this. And I've been happier without you and your friends in my life. Since Aaron's death, you were the last person I could call a childhood friend. And you hate me.
I still don't know how to feel on that.
- V
Dear <redacted>
It's been about a year since you decided to block me. A year since you called me being trans "cringe", "disturbing", and "fake", and screamed about not wanting me in your life. I have had a long time to think about things. A very long time. The last seven years of my life have provided me with a ton of changes and given me a long time to think about my place in the world. You were my best friend for four before that, and I always thought that my happiest days would be spent with you at my side. Yet, a year later, they haven't been. I don't know how to feel about that.
Back then, when I first started looking into tulpas and fell down that rabbit hole of the metaphysical side of the internet, I opened my eyes to some inarguable realities. The first of which was that I don't know how the world works. These things didn't fit into my worldview. It was madness and delusion, I thought, and yet they worked. I was wrong.
Which made me question the second. What it meant to be "normal". Why I held myself to the standard of being such. Whether I actually wanted to be that. If I was okay with not being that. It is -- in hindsight -- not a hard concept to grasp. Yet, I was going to have to sit down and figure out what I wanted from the world, what kind of life I wanted to live, and if getting that was even possible.
You are right about one fact, in all your mad rambling before you shut me out. I am not the same person you made friends with a decade ago. That was <DeadName>. I am Vera. Those are two very different people, both in our heads and in how we express ourselves.
As Vera, I'm proud of who I am. I'm optimistic and genuinely want a better tomorrow for myself and those around me. I'm extremely extroverted, and I care about the people around me to a fault. I enjoy the sillier things in life, I think there's no greater use for the time on this Earth than being spent with friends, smiling, laughing, and having fun together just for the pleasure of being around each other, and I am genuinely hurt when I am alone. I love stories, and writing, and wearing dresses and cuddling my plushies.
As <Deadname>, or <Old Username>, or G, Whatever name you give them, I am critical, and highly perceptive. I find no greater pleasure than learning exactly how something works and using those tools and understanding to create or to find an advantage in situations I am otherwise an underdog in. I am highly competitive, and while I'm not the best at things, I certainly don't back down from challenge. I'm fascinated by programming challenges, enjoy learning new skills, and like nothing more than fully saturating myself in whatever hobby of the week I've chosen, from Pokemon challenges to map and level design, or 100%-ing some game, spending hours making pixel art, or speedcubing... I find satisfaction in being a jack of all trades.
As time moves on and Vera becomes the more dominant personality between the two of us... I'm sorry that you see that as a bad thing.
We didn't "find echo chambers". We built communities, met thousands of people, and learned just how varied a normal human life is. We gained an appreciation for individualism and, over time, have discovered what it means to hold an identity. We thought about our values and our place in the world, and I dare say we have a deeper understanding of that than you.
I have had a journey of self-discovery that took me across the country and back. Every community i've built, i've lost. Every truth I thought was undeniable was proven false before my eyes. Every belief I held was questioned, and every aspect of my life was strained to a near breaking point simultaneously. And still, I fight to rebuild my life. Because I learned to be prideful in who I am.
Call me cringe, at least I am myself. Call my voice fake, my co-workers and clients can't tell. Call me insufferable and mentally sick, at least I do more than sit around all day playing video games, eating food from the same place I work at, dating some high schooler you work with because you don't know how to meet other people. At least I'm not a neck bearded, moronic, stick-in-the-mud incel like you! At least I grew up after high school!
... I could have so easily turned out like you. If I had bit my tongue to spend time with the alt-right fuckheads you still call friends. Those people value "seeming normal" over being happy. I consider it a lucky break they didn't pretend to support me for another several years after I came out, like you did. Why did you even bother doing that, when you were gonna call me a fa\*\*ot and push me out anyways?
I used to think we'd have each other's backs for the rest of our lives. I was ready to support you through thick and thin. I thought I was important to you. But you can't even look at me and see a human, anymore. One day, you will have to ask yourself how you want to live life, too, you know. The answer won't be "alone". But you've chosen to live that way. And, after all this, I don't think I have the heart to keep a rope there for you. Not anymore. Our ships have sailed too far apart for it to be worth it anymore.
I will never get closure. I won't ever get to say goodbye proper. I won't ever get to repay the debts I owe. You won't ever read this. And I've been happier without you and your friends in my life. Since Aaron's death, you were the last person I could call a childhood friend. And you hate me.
I still don't know how to feel on that.
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I like how he quit pricing out these procedures after FFS. And I thought college was expensive… in total Im going to guess these surgeries would come up to a million dollars plus.If-you-have-to-ask department.
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He is an OnlyFans content provider.
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Not overweight or underweight or ugly in the face.
Androgynous male model type.
Only 22 operations away from the ideal.
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These broads should get a grip first.
I'm dying. They all really just need a bra. Ha ha ha. Go to any forum where women are talking shop about bras and it's serious business and almost approaches car enthusiast gear headed-ness. But these gals are such not-women that they just slap some tape on it and call it good? Ha ha ha ha. I'm sure they're super comfy.
CreamBunny
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I'm fairly certain everything listed below FFS is part of FFS and therefor contributes to the 40K-80K total.
Edit to add: Buccal fat removal has been so trendy as of late, but it ages people so horribly that half the e-celebs who got it are now getting filler injections into their face in a desperate attempt to replace the fat that was removed. Who would have thought that sucking all the fat out of your face would leave you looking wrinkly and saggy? I also can't fathom how this man thinks making his face look more gaunt would somehow make him look more feminine. He's going to look like a heroin addict. A male heroin addict. I hope he gets it.
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So does the tape actually....do anything?
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Astrid was the name of the viking girl love interest in How to Train Your Dragon.
100% an autist trying to become his childhood waifu.
I mean, even if you don't wear heels, you can screw up your feet. Have you ever seen Lebron James' toes?
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Would not buy whatever sneakers he is selling.
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Plenty of answers now.
Consensus seems to be it's a bit much (but in a non-judgmental way).
Astrid was the name of the viking girl love interest in How to Train Your Dragon.
100% an autist trying to become his childhood waifu.
Astrid identified. 
tee hee
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Really, we need to start calling undesirable male human beings "scrotes" instead. It's funnier and helps point out who we're insulting.
Even if he names those tribes, so many have converted to Christianity and Islam that this motherfucker would be thrown off a roof or beaten to death.
>jack of all trades
>only autistic gaming related stuff
I know I should have other problems with his insane rant but this really shows how narrow some trans people are in worldviews. Not even highlighting something like cooking or home repair, things that could easily be done without going outside.
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Damnit, man! Is he just in constant pain? I can't imagine having to walk around on feet like Lebron's...