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Fuckkkkk I need a girlfriend sooooo badddddd

Mock me like the pathetic cuck I am

Man, the gap between the trans lesbian community and the broader LGBTQ+ community is crazy sometimes

I like how Australians pronounce data as dada

When I die, I hope everyone just forgets that I existed. You never cared when I lived, you shouldn't care after I am gone, regardless of my contributions to the world.

I NEED TO BE BREEDED BY A CIS FUTCH DYKE AND A TRANS FUTCH DYKE!!!!!!!!

This week has already been to a great start /s

The Kleinanzeige buyer cancelled, a strange person messaged me on Lex last night (was cute at first and I was happy to talk to a new queer person, but then they wanted me to come to USA after just 2 hours of talking? Oh, and they are 'non-political', and apparently, USA is actually safe for trans people and I shouldn't believe everything on the internet!) and the fucking landlord hasn't replied yet about the technicians coming to fix the broken shutters in my room (who, by the way, were supposed to come on Thursday and then, Friday when they didn't show up on Thursday).

I was already feeling dysphoric, lonely and anxious, and now this shit is just making it worse.

I want to be a part of an affirming lesbian polycule cult, that ritualistically sacrifices evil men by tearing out the guy's heart and eating it together, and then bathing in the guy's blood and getting intimate with each other while covered in blood.

I really hate how my stupid little dick makes a huge bulge in my leggings. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it

Just an observation based on my limited experience with sapphic spaces:

Sapphic space with cis women, transfems and transmascs: Normal
Sapphic space with cis women only: 50/50 on either transphobic space or don't know any trans people personally
Sapphic space with cis women and transfems only: Rare but normal, probably has a couple of transfems hosts who invited more transfems
Sapphic space with cis women and transmascs only: Most probably a transmisogynistic, AFAB-only space

Hope this makes sense!

I am on my knees, bruised and bloodied, wearing torn clothes and heavily damaged armour, surrounded by the corpses of scores of men, former feared warriors freshly slain. My mistress carefully steps between the bodies and puddles of blood, stops right in front of me, caresses my cheeks and gently raises my head with her hand. My body feels numb with the pain soothed and my mind enters a state of blissful trance as I stare into her beautiful captivating bright red crimson eyes. "My, my! You are such a good girl! You really wanted to please your mistress, didn't you?", she says, with a wicked grin forming on her face. I couldn't help but smile a bit. "You have served me well, really well! I think...", she continues, "I think, I shall take you as my bride!" My joyful thoughts are interrupted, as she once again speaks. "But first..." she says as she lowers herself to my level without breaking eye contact, "I must mark you as mine." Her smile widens as she reveals a pair of fangs. She tilts my head sideways and leans forward towards the stretched, exposed part of my neck, and bites down. I shiver as a warm sensation develops in my body. She continues to caress my cheek with her first hand and wraps her second hand around my body, embracing me and providing me much-needed support. Her fangs exit my neck as she greedily laps up all the blood flowing out of the wound. After a while, I start feeling dizzy and slump a little in her arm. She stops soon after and looks again at me, with my blood staining her lips. "You are absolutely delicious! Can't wait to see what else you have in store for me, my pretty little princess!", she says in a playful, yet seductive tone, and winks at me. I simply giggle while staring sheepishly at my beautiful mistress. She leans in and kisses me on the lips, as I taste my blood on her. We continue making out as my mind blanks out, completely overtaken by thoughts of joy and love for my mistress.