I think with how much raw jealousy that's in my heart, it'll actually kill me. Twitter really is the worst website known to man. I see trans women, they laugh, clearly head over heels for each other, and I get a searing sense of hatred that it isn't me. I'm not as cute, as slim, as happy, as free as the people I'm seeing. I look down at myself and sigh. It's all the time and makes me miserable. Walking around with their leashes and collars, doing things that you can only get away with by being pretty, going on dates with their girlfriends, physically. It makes me sick. I just want to actually have fun for once.