My father died in a girl fight. He tried to break it up and the girls pulled him apart like freshly baked bread. He didn't even scream. One moment he was there, the next just a spray of dad viscera.
My father died in a girl fight. He tried to break it up and the girls pulled him apart like freshly baked bread. He didn't even scream. One moment he was there, the next just a spray of dad viscera.
i think a lot of cis folks are emotionally preparing to cut ties with their trans friends and kin, so as not to be exposed to the pain of what they know is coming.