“Its all about me
Its all about me
It cant about thee
Its too easy to see
Ita all about me”
It’s all about the fakakta parents and the destruction of their child in the name of making a name and getting some money out of it.
I’m curious how a boy or girl “feels” their sex. I knew I was a boy because I had a penis. It wasn’t that complicated. I didn’t feel like I was a boy. I was a boy.