My little trans boy
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Oki so I'm Luke and no I wasn't born a boy but know less this is my story mum hates me my family's Christian and my mum wants me to be girly my dad died when a was a baby he died for a reason I never new and I new it had something to do with my mum and the fact he was pan soo yeah you can read about my sucky life I hope it gets better but will see but I guess this is my story and my fate and fate is fate I'm lucky I still have my three best buds nick Ben josh
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