• I was watching this cartoon called Hourou Musuko, about a grade school kid named Shuu who discovers he's a cross dresser. Thing is he still dates girls and some people are confused by that, like he has to be gay to want to wear dresses. People just don't understand. Shuu just wants to be pretty! And that's all the justification he needs.

    All I want is to be a pretty little cross dressing catboy. It literally makes me happy. It has nothing to do with what I want to have sex with. I'm just a horrible shallow person who thinks being pretty validates me.

    I don't want tro live in a world that tells me what I want to be happy, a world that constantly pushes me to waste my time and money on consumer crap that doesn't make me happy at all. Shopping at Mark's Work Warehouse buying manly clothes so I look like that prat on Brawny paper towels. Spend my time doing manly things, watching boring sports, collecting guns, voting republican, and swear with a bunch of drunken smelly guys who think diet drinks are for queers.

    I wanna be pretty, I want to wear a dress and hang out in maid cafes drinking fancy chocolate drinks most people never knew existed.