Trans and genderfluid.
We were friends, maybe something more.
Indeed, were certainly something else.
We were beautiful.
It was us.
Trans and genderfluid.
We were friends, maybe something more.
Indeed, were certainly something else.
We were beautiful.
It was us.
Count for Day 3
SoniRita: 5
Bee222: 3
Bhavisweet03: 5
melodyofflowers: 3
WildestDreams: 5
Shirsha:4
ExoticDisaster:1
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If only the list could be all red🙈
Day 4🌈
We were friends, maybe more.
Different and genderfluid, certainly something else. We were beautiful. It was us, full of pride.
Taylor embraced their genderfluid identity, shifting seamlessly, and finding strength in the freedom of being authentically themselves.
Freedom of being me is my pride, my friend, my boyfriend is my best companion, I don't need any verification from society.
Fake who I am not, behind false smiles. Or break hypocrisy’s doors fighting the society who hate my identity, community.
The community cannot raise finger on my choice of sex, I am proud to be an asexual and I can admit it in front of the world without any shame.
Sighs of hate undermine being different as a disease, but who I love is not your problem or choice.
In a world of gray, their love added color, painting the sky with acceptance and pride.
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