A Loved child has many names.
A Trans whore just has many stage names.
I don't give a damn if this world is on fire. Let it burn. All men are fucking disgusting. My father is one of them. Constantly cheating on mom, playing her out with money and power. Screaming and arguing for many years where I had to step in if I wasn't sitting and comforting my crying little sisters. Every fucking bastard of a sex buyer who took advantage of my body can go and burn. Anyone who exploits a boy or girl's body for their own fucking pleasure by throwing some cash on the table should have it all made public in front of their colleagues, friends, wives, girlfriends and children.
My dad taught me that the only thing that matters in life is money and what you are willing to do to get it. At the same time, throughout my upbringing, I've only seen a father figure who destroyed parts of life for his family.
I am Allison and I am a Latina Transgirl who has seen everything a young girl should never have to see so let this world burn down, I don't care.
At the same time, this is also a Romeo and Juliet story about impossible love.
