I know how to whisper and I know how to scream and I know where to find the truth and I know how to lie and I know how to pretend and I know how to scheme and I know when to face reality and I know how to dream and I know just where to touch you I know when to pull you close and when to let you go and I know when the night fades away and that I can never tell you what I want to tell you but I don't know how to let you go and that I can never let you fall but I don't know how you make love out of nothing
I hope you like my outfit because it's one of my favorites and I feel pretty when I'm like this.
Well, I haven't really forgotten them. I've been overcoming the issues I've previously mentioned on the blog, and I think I'm doing much better. I also remind you that the blog posts will be in English, but the replies will only be in Spanish because too many people write to me, and English isn't my native language, and it's causing me difficulty. A few days ago, a trans woman was murdered in a small town near MedellΓn here in Colombia. They were truly cruel, and it generates a little fear knowing that there are people out there who can hate you so much. They beat her badly, stabbed her, and then broke her arms and legs. Then they threw her into a river to drown. Traffic, since she had no strength in her hands, she couldn't hold on, and the river could have taken her away. The criminals wouldn't allow anyone to help her get out of the river. Then the police and firefighters arrived and took her to a hospital where she died. That fills me with terror, honestly, because it could be me in the future. The truth is, the legislation here in Colombia is very progressive and advanced, even more so than in the United States. The problem is who enforces it and the medieval mentality of some. That's partly why I stayed away from here a bit, because I was keeping an eye on the case, using my contacts to ensure justice was served. Her name was Sara, and she was a 32-year-old trans woman, a very nice person and a very beautiful soul. As for other issues, I'll tell you that lately I don't dress up as much as I used to because I don't have time. Responsibly, I'm doing all my university work alone, and I don't have time because I don't have groups. I've realized that no one wants to work with me. It's possible that it's partially my fault for being an old woman in front of my teenage university classmates. So, I'm going to change my schedule and go study psychology with classmates who study at other times and who are much older. Thank you for keeping me company with my things. Have a nice day.
Can I sit on your d!ck? π
Birthday in a few days 28th march ππ₯³π»