This is my second journal about being trans. Don't even both reading. I'll probably be dead in a week or two anyways. *trigger warning for the first few chapters*
I ended up wearing two pads today since I couldn't figure out the diva cup.
I'm 100% sure that bs doesn't like me as well. and I'm pretty sure that Ele doesn't as well.
Yeet.
We had to do ladder drills in gym.
The guy that I liked last year (paime) was looking in my direction after gym and he saw me as I put on my shirt and he saw my binder. He had a confused look.
But in writing the pretty girl with the maroon twists asked if she could borrow my jacket. I was wearing a really really big bomber jacket that I got on sale. So yeah.
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