In The Pink Of It

I fret at times and worry about little things I can't do anything about as they are in the past, but even more stupidly why should I really as I have so much going, after all a lot of gurls and indeed guys too would love the pleasant life as a female paramour I've made for myself. At one time before I knew better on how to dress I used to get sarcastic remarks and wolf-whistles from ignorant plasterer and brickie white van man types. The last lot of students, one who tried to 'out me' in the street starting to say look at that tranny I gave such an evil look to no student since has dared make fun of me like that so I must have a learnt to have an attutude or as I prefer to call it confidence. My only bugbear is family as my oldest brother has disowned me and this year instead of send my usual Christmas Greeting I thought I would hold back and see if they might send me one first. As you see I'm still patiently waiting but it doesn't matter any more as hopefully it will be a nice day and I look lovely..

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