This is part 1 of a series that I think is just about the best I've ever done, these were taken by the same person as the last set, a diapered and eventually transgendered friend of mine, his actions can only be described by that Simpsons episode where Bart's babysitter rips out his heart and throws it at the wall, it slowly slides down leaving a gross blood trail and falls into one of those little garbage can basketball hoops. I haven't dated really anyone in the last few years, I've seen a couple genetic girls, but no trans-girls or men, I haven't found a Daddy worth dedicating myself to yet, I'm single and looking, but only for a mature, intelligent, loving person, someone who can support me while I transition, please use good grammar and be serious about a long-term relationship if you contact me about this. My heart being so crudely removed made me kinda not into dating people my age, they're just as confused as I am and it's just too much for me.
Anyway, enough of that. I do miss my crib, and I no longer have this dress. That's about all, look forward to more stuff tomorrow!
  
  
 
  
 
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