I Changed My Gender, And…
Some awesome lesbian sold me the best weed I’ve smoked in a long time a few days ago.
I was like
Damn. This lady thinks I’m some random guy, so I’ll just be
Nice as fuck, but
It never seems to matter as much.
There is always this comfort level
That doesn’t exist.
Also I mean, she(they?) was at work
So like, not the best time to make friends
But I wonder
How long it will take
For me to get over how painful it is
To no longer be able to socialize with
Women like I am one, even though
It never felt like I was one
To begin with.
It’s like being stuck
Between regrets, knowing
Life is too short to have them.
#IChangedMyGenderAndAllIGotWasThisLousyLoneliness