The people you love don’t always realise how inaccessible you are to everyone else. They see the version of you that shows up, listens and forgives. They might assume that everyone gets that version of you. Until one day, they become the other people too. And suddenly, they realise that your distance isn’t something you give randomly. Your presence was a choice. Your softness was a choice. The access they had to you was something they earned through trust, love and history. People don’t realise how special their place in your life was until they lose it and become just another person you no longer let close.
Coe cara... o pai dela é um EUGENISTA TRANSFÓBICO que fez ela em LABORATÓRIO pra ser o MENINO DOS SONHOS DELE... e ela cresce e se assume trans e faz questão de HUMILHAR O PAI EM TODAS ÀS ESFERAS POSSÍVEIS. Deus está em todas às coisas! Irrita mais seu pai, moça. Tu é pikaaaaaaa!