Picture is Logan
It's been three weeks since I'd said anything to Cameron and Finton...and nothing to Logan yet.
Everytime I tried, the words froze on the tip of my tongue.
I hated fearing this. Fearing judgement. Hatred. Loss. Resentment.
How Logan was so important to me that I couldn't share this big part of myself with her, out of fear of rejection? Did that make me pathetic?
CITEȘTI
The Diary Of A Troubled Trans*
RomanceIn loving memory of Leelah Alcorn. Shoutout to all the transgenders, whether mtf or ftm. You are all beautiful.
