I started getting cramps that were so bad that my dad had to come pick me up. I couldn't even form thoughts or pay attention. The only thing that I can feel right now is pain. Anyways, when the dude came over the intercom in front of the whole class he said my birth name. So that felt great. I have a super pretty teacher with a really good fashion sense. She's one of the teachers that I have during science and she said that she's gonna talk to him about it.
Okay yeah so I'm gonna go make mashed potatoes. But I just realized I'm out of my vegan butter.
Noodles it is then.
Okay bye I'm gonna go make noodles and cry.
YOU ARE READING
I'm trans and problematic
RandomThis 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*
