I'm tired of hiding it. I love everything about trans women.
I love how their hair is messy because no one taught them how to take care of it. I love that shitty one-sided way they part it. I love their soft, clear delicate skin because they never go outside. I love their slightly strong jaw and noses. I love how they put in too much blush because, once again, no one ever taught them how to do it.
I love their slender necks and Adam's apples. I love their exposed collar bone. I love their tiny, budding breasts, I love their frail ribcage and arms. I love their capable, creative, artistic hands. I love their slender hips and waist. We need not mention what else in that region I adore. Their slender legs stay finely shaven. I love how they're tall, oh God I love how they're tall. I'm afraid I'm not quite of the affliction where I'd care to comment on their feet.
And to talk to a trans woman is to talk to an angel. They are kind, caring and selfless to the utmost. Their hearts are like fine porcelain vases and I just want to collect them and treasure them and keep them all safe forever. Their brilliant, creative minds are like a beacon in the darkness, they're so amazing its almost hard to believe they were born male. Reddit sneedhons, twitter leftoid debate girls, Anon Babble brainwormed forever boymoders, i dont care i love them all
It's so cute how may of them are shy, likely due to being autistic, and they're so appreciative of any amount of love that's shown to them.
I've said it before but I wish I could come into the lives of all trans women and make them just a little bit brighter because each and every one of them deserves it because trans women are like a gift from God to the earth. They're like a Triumph of medical technology against the cruel barbarity of nature and I don't think that there's anyone else anywhere that seems to appreciate them like I do.
I am, truly, the World's Biggest Chaser.