He was a transvestite, not a transsexual. He hated when people got them mixed up. He wasn’t a mop, didn’t even want to be a mop. He just liked dressing up as one.
People and their labels, he sighed. He hated being categorized.
He was a transvestite, not a transsexual. He hated when people got them mixed up. He wasn’t a mop, didn’t even want to be a mop. He just liked dressing up as one.
People and their labels, he sighed. He hated being categorized.