I want to ask why I should consider that but then I realize this must be your most specific hobby and I’m afraid of the answer

I went through the ISOs myself rather than going to a technician and paying for the service + the OS

How do you find communities for this thing? I only hit a lot of erotica and japanese-chinese groups.

Also, a lot of poetry/music. Unfortunately the spirit gets a bit lot in translation. I’m of the popular opinion that romance languages are the best for them, but the unpopular one that french sucks to hear and brazilian portuguese-spanish-italian are so much better.

As for books, Senhora. It’s about a rich woman who “buys” a man in a marriage contract and makes him jump loops as her whims. Written in 1875, 50+ years before women could even vote.

The tomboy phase, mom. I’m a fucking man now.

A cheap pendrive I already used to install four ISOs, two of them pirated.

It sounds very good not to have any Unemployed people, but the more you think about it the more dystopian it gets.

Wireless headphones. The original goal was working out and I didn’t want to carry my cellphone on the hand. I never went to work out, but it turns out to be very convenient when my neighbors are being loud, since it has noise cancelling, and also for chores.

Also, some better clothes. For context, I’m FtM. My sister and mother are vain and buy chic clothes like every month, so I always had a surplus of hand-me-downs. I didn’t want to buy more clothes because I already have perfectly serviceable unisex clothes on my closet, but when I donated out all my feminine-cut clothes and shoes I found myself lacking clothes so, yeah, I went and bought the stupid clothes. I fucking love them and wear them on every opportunity I get. They make me feel so much better :)

Dude lived in Japan. In curly he probably meant wavy rofl

Thanks, internet stranger!

Click the hyperlink on the fitness primer! This guide actually made me want get fit.

(and a lot of observarions on not wearing T-shirts. I love Gabriel’s rant.)

Since I discovered I was transgender, I have been the happiest about my body and its presentation to the world ever since. So I’m pretty happy with what I was born.

Like, taking it at face value, “be happy with what you were born” is pretty good advice for everyone, cis or not, because swallowing in “waaa waaa I wasn’t born rich and hot and tall like Jason Momoa” pity is pretty pointless at the end of the day.

My original name has no male counterpart, so I nerded to forge something anew.

I made a large list of names of my language whose letter started with A (same letter as my old name), didn’t have a female counterpart and I liked the pronounciation. Then I risked off the names that only very old people used, which were 75% of the list. The remaining list was about eight names. “Abel” was the most common of them.

I noticed afterwards that my parents (if they weren’t transphobic cucks) would have liked this name. When I asked them how they picked my name, they said that they wanted it to start with A, be simple to write, short, with no variant spellings, beautiful, with a good meaning and not too common. Also, they’re christians.

It all started with a hentai game and ended up in therapy. Went from hetero to lesbian to trans hetero.

I don’t know but I have been thinking I’m hetero :D

I’m trans btw

Start: Woman

End: Man (WIP)

Can’t reinvent myself more than that.

@edit: Sincerely, accepting myself as transgender was the best thing that happened to me. I went from depressed nerd who sees his body solely as a puppet for his mind to someone who actively cherishes their body. Now I’m reading fitness books and fashion guides because I like my physical existence on earth and want to perfect and protect it. I have a goal on which kind of life I want to have and how I want to look instead of aimlessly asking myself why nothing ever works for me. Being trans is pretty fucking awesome for me.

It wasn’t always like this, so to my transmasc friends depressed about their appearance, here is what I needed to read.

This is so awful it’s funny. You’ve truly mastered the spirit of a dad joke.

Meee wishing I was a boy, having headcannons of “what if I switched bodies with this guy” and being happy of looking like a boy.