I was hanging out and hiking with my dad in all 3 of these photos that he took. Some things never change. ☺️ Thank you for supporting and loving me always. #growth #comparison #changes #constants #bonding #fatherandson #ftm #transition #hrt #testosterone #ftmtraveler #hiking #adventure #exploring #whatilivefor #myfavoriteever
I know my time with him is limited. It’s short and sweet, but it goes fast and amazingly. And when I’m with him, I just wish that time would go so much slower. I wished that the minutes were seconds and that our time together wasn’t so small. I love the way he holds my hand and the way he looks at me and then I smile, laugh, and look away. Then he asks me what’s wrong. And I just smile and reply with “nothing.” Because nothing’s really wrong when he’s around. I like him. I like him a lot.
He’s out now. He’s out with his bestfriends, getting burgers for breakfast like the idiots they are. I’m here though, waiting for them - him to come back so I can just have one more if not hour, then minute with him. I just worry a little bit. I mean, they’re out. I trust him, I think. But I don’t trust girls. Because they don’t care if a guy had a girlfriend. But it doesn’t matter because if a girl can catch his attention, I don’t want him. I’ve just wanted to be with him for so long, and now that I am, I’m scared out of my mind to lose him. The way he wraps his arm around me when we sit on the floor together, watching a movie. The way we fly away from each other at the risk of getting caught being together, yet we still go back to each other. The way he randomly looks at me when he thinks I’m not looking. That’s what I love about him.
I just really like him a lot. I hope he comes back soon. I just need time with him. That’s all I want. And when I’m with him, I’m comfortable being myself. Because he’s my boyfriend. And he’s great. And whenever I’m with him, all I want to do is hold his hand. So, if time would be able to hear me, I would beg it to please, just stop when I’m with him. That’s all.