So this morning on the bus, I see a man, with the face of Scarlett Johansson.

Now I don't mean looks like, I don't mean resembles, This son of a gun looked like she would if she went on testosterone for six months. Repeat must I. You would literally be unable to tell them apart if you gave him MTF HRT. And not just from the front, oh no. From the side too. From every freaking angle.   

And he probably doesn't even know or care that he won the genetic lottery for transitionability. Yeah today transitionability is a word, dammit. 

What it is to come across someone who without trying, makes all my efforts at coping look like petty roleplay.
   

Ha, 'transitionabliity' is my new scrabble word

Peace and love and all that good stuff,

Sadie

HA! I smell a new word...Love it.

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I understand what you're saying OP. The good news is you're pretty foxy, too. If only you lived a little closer to me