My Trans Life
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Ongoing6m
Last published Thu, Oct 2, 2025
So this is the story of my life. After high school I had ups and downs. I'm currently facing troubles in my everyday life. And on an up part of my life!
Definitely dedicating this to my current partner who I love dearly with all my heart and my late mother which I also loved dearly.
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