I don’t know who I am. For twenty years I’ve been a happy male, but never fit in to what a man was or should be. I enjoy being a man to some extent, the broad shoulders, the look of myself in a suit, the simple existence of my “manhood”
But still, I feel the pull of femininity, the touch of make-up, the feel of soft fabric, the movement of a women’s hips, the ability to be soft and delicate without ridicule.
Its not wanting to be a women and be with men, and its not wanting to just me a softer male. Its something i can’t explain right now. But I don’t think my identity is simply male anymore
randomon:
wow fun.
I jumped into the bandwagon, but how could i not draw this derpy dude?
This seems like a Henson Muppet from like Labyrinth
klwarthen:
yahoo, and of course porn
What about both of these?
Yahoo bought tumblr and porn is as rampant as every