I want to *radiate* joy, turn the mundane into magic, hold tea parties with teddy bears, spread love and color in this bleak world! I want to be… *sob* …pure happiness!

But reality is cruel. And I, trapped in this male shell, can only dream… of what I’ll never be.

I want long, silky hair with star-shaped clips, wide, innocent eyes filled with wonder! A soft, angelic voice saying"nya","meow" and"UwU" in a world that adores me! A frilly dress, striped stockings,and smiles everywhere I go! Hugs from children,warm glances from adults, animals cuddling at my feet!

My heart overflows with tenderness, my soul craves touch, love, warmth! But where to put it? Any attempt is seen as strange, sick—dangerous! But all I want is to be a *CUTE CUTE*! My dream, my essence! It’s not about orientation—this is a *soul’s cry*!

This vile, treacherous *thing* between my legs—ugh! The root of all my suffering! My body screams of masculinity: wild hair, a rough voice—no "UwU" for me, only a drunkard’s wheeze! This is cruel! A mockery!

What country are you from? if its not a secret 👉👈

:3