Is it strange that this morning I had a sudden strange urge to bind my chest? I just wondered what it would be like to have a flat chest. Out of curiosity, I suppose. I still identify as female and I am almost completely certain that I am cisgender, but for some reason I was completely fixated on binding my chest?
I shit you not, I spent a solid fifteen minutes digging around in my drawers for something that I could use as a binder.
I'm sure I'm not trans, definitely not. I never feel masculine and I love being feminine and are generally happy with my body. I also don't think I'm non-binary, since, again, I'm definitely feminine.
What the hell came over me??
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Inside My Brain - BookCopy10
FanfictionJust a compilation of random shiz I think about lol (Includes my face reveal uwu) Cover art by @Just_A_Weirdo! Thanks friend!
