queersecrets:

[Image: A man lying on a bed, wrinkled sheets behind him. He’s shirtless and has jeans and white underwear on. His jeans are open and his hand is opening his jeans further. His head is tilted back, and a necklace dangling across his chest. He has brown hair. Text: I wish I was this. But I’m a girl… But I’m 5’2, with shoes. But I thought I was a lesbian… I’m already the dyke at school… I wish I could be this. Attractive. Strong. Society’s definition of handsome. My parents hate me for wanting to be boyish. My mother claims to know its not a phase. Yet she refers to me as a dyke on the phone to my father. She also tells me my legal name will always be my name. It won’t be. I belong to myself, and myself alone. Their opinion shouldn’t matter. I gave up caring what people at school thought a while ago… But… I care what they think still…]