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As a trans woman / non-binary person, my take is pretty simple.

How do people who are attracted to people with big busts ethically seek out relationships with people who have big busts? People are attracted to who / what they are attracted to. Some people like to date blondes, some like to date someone with a cute butt, some like to date a person with a beard … and we can go on and look at other physical bits and pieces that typically excite people.

I saw a similar discussion a while back about people who are attracted to partners of a specific race. Somebody made a good comment there, which I'll paraphrase: sometimes preferences "just are", but sometimes they come from something else that might be problematic - e.g. the guy who pursues Asian women because he unconsciously stereotypes them as obedient and sexually subservient.

So while it's not wrong to have preferences, it may be a good idea to do a bit of self-examination and try to understand where they're coming from, to make sure we're not chasing a stereotype rather than a human being.
 
This isn't a trans-related post, but as it's something that's been on my mind I thought it might be worth sharing in case anyone else feels the same... problems shared etc.

I've been on the point of going to the doctor ( but who in their right mind would visit a doctor right now?! ) because I've been feeling so ill: like tight chest, angry, tired. And probably like lots of other people I thought 'maybe I'm having a mild version of the the virus?' then I thought 'nah'. I noticed it was worse at work, where I'm working in isolation and under a lot of pressure to meet deadlines. I felt so ill yesterday, that I had to stop and rationalise: this was defo related to work, which didn't make sense because I am actually working shorter hours. Anyway, to save a ramble I concluded:
1. I am not able to discuss anything about work because I'm on my own
2. I can't really talk to anyone about how I feel because family don't get it and #1.
3. The deadlines are almost entirely self-imposed and the shorter hours actually make things worse.
Conclusion: stop being so shitty to myself - it's actually making me ill and knocking years off my life probably. This is a totally weird, fucked-up, stressful and unnatural situation we're all in ( not just me! ) so chill the fuck down and work out some new functioning MOs for this new normal.

Thought for the day
'Be nice to yourself first, then you'll stop being snappy with friends. Be like a river and flow around the problem - don't try to bash it down. Try to enjoy a good old fashioned weep every now and then. And stop shouting at flowers - that is such bad karma'.

Love to you all, keep being careful and fabulous :rose::heart:

Thanks, and good wishes to you, as always.

My down times come and go, usually lasting about one or two days in recent months. Identifying the feelings and backing off the accelerator pedal seems to help me pull out of them.

And I chat on the phone whenever I have the chance. I have a few friends who are not afraid of silence on the phone. We sort of hang out.
 
Sorry you're feeling so melancholic.

This isn't a trans-related post, but as it's something that's been on my mind I thought it might be worth sharing in case anyone else feels the same... problems shared etc.

I've been on the point of going to the doctor ( but who in their right mind would visit a doctor right now?! ) because I've been feeling so ill: like tight chest, angry, tired. And probably like lots of other people I thought 'maybe I'm having a mild version of the the virus?' then I thought 'nah'. I noticed it was worse at work, where I'm working in isolation and under a lot of pressure to meet deadlines. I felt so ill yesterday, that I had to stop and rationalise: this was defo related to work, which didn't make sense because I am actually working shorter hours. Anyway, to save a ramble I concluded:
1. I am not able to discuss anything about work because I'm on my own
2. I can't really talk to anyone about how I feel because family don't get it and #1.
3. The deadlines are almost entirely self-imposed and the shorter hours actually make things worse.
Conclusion: stop being so shitty to myself - it's actually making me ill and knocking years off my life probably. This is a totally weird, fucked-up, stressful and unnatural situation we're all in ( not just me! ) so chill the fuck down and work out some new functioning MOs for this new normal.

Thought for the day
'Be nice to yourself first, then you'll stop being snappy with friends. Be like a river and flow around the problem - don't try to bash it down. Try to enjoy a good old fashioned weep every now and then. And stop shouting at flowers - that is such bad karma'.

Love to you all, keep being careful and fabulous :rose::heart:


Hey there Sticky,

Sorry to hear you're feeling so down. These are tough times.

I heard someone say they felt like they were being grounded for all of the bad things they'd done and gotten away with. While some people thrive in solitude most people need interaction to keep sane. Even prisons can have rules that limit how long someone can spend in solitary confinement.

I'm a person at high risk for the virus because of respiratory issues. I find wearing a mask to be troublesome. Fortunately my work is mostly outdoors away from other people so I only need a mask for shopping, but still, the moment I step outside I lose the mask and feel instantly better. Oxygen is good.

It sounds like you're working alone and inside. Would it be better to take more breaks and go outside rather than working a shorter, more focused day?

Maybe I'm just projecting?

Be well!
 
Hi! I loved the ending of Girl. It spoke of someone who really understands the trans experience. This is such a sweet, at times bitter sweet, and powerful movie.
I use this movie for educational purposes. I think most trans people I’ve spoken to are still unfamiliar with it, but when they see it universally write me to talk about it. Most cis people have a ton of questions and the ending leaves them questioning their own implicit biases. Few get it, most need some prompting.

I don’t visit here anymore, I’ve sort of moved on in my life, but it’s good to “see” you doing some advocacy even here on lit!
Hope all is well, especially in these uncertain times.
Christine.

So tonight, partly because I have a gross cold, I am staying in to watch a new film to me: Girl by Lukas Dhont, which of course comes with five stars. "Delicate and moving" it promises... my review to follow. I'm a bit miffed this flew under my radar for so long.

Aaargh this leaky nose... this may not be the best frame of mind to review anything but lets see :)

Wow, that was worth seeing. This is film for anyone who cares about people, who remembers how crap it is to be a teenager and how difficult it must be to be a parent.

The interview with the film's director in the Special section is worth listening toas he explains the back story to the film itself. I liked that his suggestion that there ought to be more trans films, telling the stories of different trans people - that we're not all the same and each, although having different lives and desires, often share experiences that aren't just limited to the scope of being trans. There was a lot of teenage angst that will be familiar to anyone but this film, naturally enough, breaks new ground.

Visually, I loved the use of reflections - in railway carriage windows, in shops and mirrors: how we view ourselves against the everyday backdrop, wherever we notice our own face looking back. There's a wonderful relationship between father and daughter: great to see a supportive family for a change - they do happen!! And a heart warming relationship between the Girl and her younger brother.

Overall, it's a niche film, worthy of its Cannes festival Un Certain Regard and you should see it. :heart::heart::heart::heart: from me
 
Hey there Sticky,

Sorry to hear you're feeling so down. These are tough times.

I heard someone say they felt like they were being grounded for all of the bad things they'd done and gotten away with. While some people thrive in solitude most people need interaction to keep sane. Even prisons can have rules that limit how long someone can spend in solitary confinement.

I'm a person at high risk for the virus because of respiratory issues. I find wearing a mask to be troublesome. Fortunately my work is mostly outdoors away from other people so I only need a mask for shopping, but still, the moment I step outside I lose the mask and feel instantly better. Oxygen is good.

It sounds like you're working alone and inside. Would it be better to take more breaks and go outside rather than working a shorter, more focused day?

Maybe I'm just projecting?

Be well!

That's kind of you to respond to my 'moan'. I only wrote it once I had the problem figured out, in the hope that maybe some other people with similar situations should consider the rulebook torn up: we're starting again here and while we need to refer back to how things were, former practises don't necessarily apply.

I don't normally work alone, but current restrictions mean that I am. In fact I'm usual getting mad at students pestering me - I will never get crabby at them again!! A good part of the problem is not having had anyone to bounce ideas off or compare notes in an emotional way.

As of this week, I am making myself take breaks, making sure I drink enough and overall getting my head round the idea of the new normal :rose:
 
Hi! I loved the ending of Girl. It spoke of someone who really understands the trans experience. This is such a sweet, at times bitter sweet, and powerful movie.
I use this movie for educational purposes. I think most trans people I’ve spoken to are still unfamiliar with it, but when they see it universally write me to talk about it. Most cis people have a ton of questions and the ending leaves them questioning their own implicit biases. Few get it, most need some prompting.

I don’t visit here anymore, I’ve sort of moved on in my life, but it’s good to “see” you doing some advocacy even here on lit!
Hope all is well, especially in these uncertain times.
Christine.

Christine! How lovely to hear from you x
It sounds as though you have some formal tutorial going on - I'd love to hear more if you want to PM I'd be grateful. Our journeys overlapped to some extent and I always appreciated your wisdom and ideas.
I still have ties with the LGBT associations within the university and offer help when it's needed. I think I'm sometimes regarded as Aunty J, who is really old but yes, is actually trans :D Nothing like teenagers to make you feel like a crock!
I leave Lit occasionally when it becomes too rank and silly, but I continue to meet new friends here from time to time and of course, it's lovely to have migratory birds like you fly in and say hello. After all, Lit is only a couple of clicks away so it's not a hike.

:rose::rose:
 
I saw a similar discussion a while back about people who are attracted to partners of a specific race. Somebody made a good comment there, which I'll paraphrase: sometimes preferences "just are", but sometimes they come from something else that might be problematic - e.g. the guy who pursues Asian women because he unconsciously stereotypes them as obedient and sexually subservient.

So while it's not wrong to have preferences, it may be a good idea to do a bit of self-examination and try to understand where they're coming from, to make sure we're not chasing a stereotype rather than a human being.

Chasing a stereotype is often all any of us has to work with in the beginning. We don't "know" a person before we start to talk with them or interact with them. All we have are the visual / aural info, and how our brain is "programed" to respond to those specific inputs.

I remember the very first time I ever saw a guy who excited me. Before that day I knew certain men were handsome, or seen as sexy by the population at large. But men had never been appealing to me.

Then one day … I saw 'Jake' … and instantly I thought "Holy SH*T he's hot!!"

It was literally an instantaneous full body reaction.

I can't explain why I thought that, but for some reason my brain took in the visual of him (fully clothed) and went berserk with raw lust. To this day I have never spoken to 'Jake', heck I don't even know his name or what town he lives in.

But that day, for that moment, he was the hottest thing on the planet, and I have no clue why.
 
I'd agree there can be instant attractions - I call them movie stars "Uh-oh, movie star at 3 o'clock" It's a truism that attractive men and women kinda know it and their personality reflects that, often in a detrimental way.

I sometimes get a crush on someone for no reason I can pin down, but I suspect it's because I can't figure them out: I can't catalogue them so they intrigue me. My last relationship grew from work: I admired her brain first, then was flattered that she noticed me and it went from there.

I react a lot to people's smell, so if someone eats a particular type of food that I find noxious then I really can't go near them. Meat eaters are often whiffy but it's not because I'm vegan or that they don't wash :eek: so maybe it's the blend of hormones/pheromones? I strongly suspect our bodies unconsciously seek out specific traits, maybe even dna, and point us towards that person. Same thing with nose-shapes: we're apparently are drawn to people with similar nose shapes :cool:

But hey, I'm super-single right now: government imposed chastity :rolleyes::D
 
I'd agree there can be instant attractions - I call them movie stars "Uh-oh, movie star at 3 o'clock" It's a truism that attractive men and women kinda know it and their personality reflects that, often in a detrimental way.

I sometimes get a crush on someone for no reason I can pin down, but I suspect it's because I can't figure them out: I can't catalogue them so they intrigue me. My last relationship grew from work: I admired her brain first, then was flattered that she noticed me and it went from there.

I react a lot to people's smell, so if someone eats a particular type of food that I find noxious then I really can't go near them. Meat eaters are often whiffy but it's not because I'm vegan or that they don't wash :eek: so maybe it's the blend of hormones/pheromones? I strongly suspect our bodies unconsciously seek out specific traits, maybe even dna, and point us towards that person. Same thing with nose-shapes: we're apparently are drawn to people with similar nose shapes :cool:

But hey, I'm super-single right now: government imposed chastity :rolleyes::D

Normally I don't find that my hormones go nuts for someone until I know them and have had a conversation or 3.

I do see people who are attractive to me while out and about, but usually I can say that I like her face, or her curves, or her legs, or her eyes, etc., and know why I find them appealing.

In that one case, he was likely 50+ ft. away and I looked up and there he was. So it was shocking in the intensity, the instantaneousness, as well as his gender.

There are folks around here who must bathe in patchouli oil. I find it overwhelming and off-putting. One non-profit I do stuff with used to have bunches of people attend trainings / conferences wearing it and the non-profit ended up banning all scents as it had gotten out-of-hand.

I get the super single aspect. Ditto here. I think if someone wasn't living with a lover or FWB at the start of this then it's been a few months of flying solo.

Hope you're having a better day today!!!

:rose:
 
It should be Glastonbury so we're being treated to the 'best of' by Aunty BBC to make up for it. I've just been watching David Bowie from 2000 singing Rebel Rebel
'...you got your mother in a whirl, she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl...' and though I know DB was glorious playful with his gender presentation, I thought it would be fun for you guys to post your fav gender bending/queer songs with lyrics and a video link if you like. No prizes - it's just for fun.

It's my game so I go first
Annabel, Goldfrapp
"When you dream you only dream your Annabel.
All the secrets there inside you Annabel.
Bound beneath an emerald sky sing Annabel.
Nothing that they did will stop you Annabel.
Land of the lines, tangled there in porcelain.
Under the stars you'll begin.
When you dream you only dream your Annabel.
Sleep reminds you takes you there, oh Annabel.
Gentle whisper, endless winters, Annabel.
Why've they could have let you be both Annabel.
Land of the lines, of the years below still lies.
You are the truth they denied.
Run like the sea, tangled there in porcelain.
Under the stars you begin.
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh ah
(Only a boy under that)"

The video was directed by Lisa Gunning, who was also Alison Goldfrapp's partner. Although the lyrics 'When you dream you only dream your Annabel' I rather think they should be, or perhaps were intended to be 'When you dream you only dream you're Annabel'. I guess that's for the listener to decide
 
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Dar Williams, When I Was a Boy

Dar Williams has a gender-fluid song:

“When I Was a Boy”

I won't forget when Peter Pan came to my house, took my hand
I said I was a boy; I'm glad he didn't check
I learned to fly, I learned to fight
I lived a whole life in one night
We saved each other's lives out on the pirate's deck
And I remember that night
When I'm leaving a late night with some friends
And I hear somebody tell me it's not safe, someone should help me
I need to find a nice man to walk me home
When I was a boy, I scared the pants off of my mom
Climbed what I could climb upon
And I don't know how I survived
I guess I knew the tricks that all boys knew
And you can walk me home, but I was a boy, too

I was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
Riding topless, yeah, I never cared who saw
My neighbor come outside to say, "Get your shirt,"
I said "No way, it's the last time I'm not breaking any law."
And now I'm in a clothing store, and the sign says less is more
More that's tight means more to see, more for them, not more for me
That can't help me climb a tree in ten seconds flat

When I was a boy, see that picture? That was me
Grass-stained shirt and dusty knees
And I know things have gotta change
They got pills to sell, they've got implants to put in, they've got implants to remove
But I am not forgetting
That I was a boy too


And like the woods where I would creep, it's a secret I can keep
Except when I'm tired, except when I'm being caught off guard
I've had a lonesome awful day, the conversation finds its way
To catching fire-flies out in the backyard
And I tell the man I'm with about the other life I lived
And I say now you're top gun, I have lost and you have won
And he says, "Oh no, no, can't you see
When I was a girl, my mom and I we always talked
And I picked flowers everywhere that I walked
And I could always cry, now even when I'm alone I seldom do
And I have lost some kindness
But I was a girl too
And you were just like me, and I was just like you
 
Next up Namoli Brennet: Thorn in Your Side

Some people look, some people stare, some people turn away.
Stumbling over words as if their tongue was in the way.
Some people act as if their mind was made up anyway
Some people talk, some people shout, some people shut their mouth
Some people's ears are tuned out from living underground
Some people laugh, some people act as if they're looking down
Some walk in safety, that is if they ever walk at all
Some people see a world where life's as fragile as their mind is small
Living in big glass houses with their big glass walls
I'm not the thorn in your side
I'm not the break in your heart
I'm not the speck in your eye
I'm not the falling apart
I'm not the floor
I'm not the ceiling
I'm not the fear
I'm not the feeling
Some people like to find a box that they can live inside
Some people never understand, some people never try
Some people's minds are just as narrow as the truth is wide
(We ought to know)
Some people stay, some people flee, some see the enemy
Some people find a solace in their ideology
Some people see a world encumbered by diversity
I'm not the thorn in your side
I'm not the break in your heart
I'm not the speck in your eye
I'm not the falling apart
I'm not the floor
I'm not the ceiling
I'm not the fear
I'm not the feeling

Love her observations about other people's reactions and they get freaked and don't know what to do or where to look, but yea - she knows what it's about. Nice guitar sound too. :rose:

Interested to hear your trans tunes & lyrics
 
Next up Namoli Brennet:

Love her observations about other people's reactions and they get freaked and don't know what to do or where to look, but yea - she knows what it's about. Nice guitar sound too. :rose:

She spent quite a bit of time in the closest city to where I live (Tucson), so I had the pleasure of seeing her in concert several times, twice at large music festivals.

Her audience was diverse. Everyone felt welcomed during her performances. Her chatter between songs was both funny and provocative.

I think she is based in Iowa now, living in the "heartland". I order her albums through her web site.
 
Born this way

Born This Way - Lady Gaga

It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up 'cause you were born this way, baby
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way (Born this way)
Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Right…

We all need unicorns and sparkles, but Gaga did it SO well :)
 
Just curious - why are you interested in dating a transwoman? Are you by any chance looking to meet someone who looks like they belong in a porn flick?
I've reflected on this recently. Some men are attracted to women in transition because they are oddities or a freak show. I think my attraction is because they choose to be feminine, therefore they are more feminine than generic women. When I was a boy, my parents probably thought I'd be gay or a crossdresser because at the age when other boys had posters of sports heroes on their bedroom walls, I had pictures of the Supremes (spiked heels, boas, etc.) The fact was, rather than being gay, I always liked my women hyper-feminine, Audrey Hepburn for example.
 
I've reflected on this recently. Some men are attracted to women in transition because they are oddities or a freak show. I think my attraction is because they choose to be feminine, therefore they are more feminine than generic women. When I was a boy, my parents probably thought I'd be gay or a crossdresser because at the age when other boys had posters of sports heroes on their bedroom walls, I had pictures of the Supremes (spiked heels, boas, etc.) The fact was, rather than being gay, I always liked my women hyper-feminine, Audrey Hepburn for example.

Oh dear - Hepburn!? *looks at the work clothes I'm wearing* :D

I can run with that though: the male vibe is distinctive and not something that has universal appeal. The problem lies in the fluffy definition of "feminine" because that conjures a different image to everyone and besides, no two trans women are the same.

Heads up to the thread readers. I've been making some startling discoveries regarding environmental estrogen. :eek:
 
Bad Sun - Salt

Was apparently inspired by a friend suffering dysphoria and the video is pretty graphic and covers all the bases in one go, which was ambitious but maybe they tried too hard? Fair play to them though and it's a singable song

Stuck inside of the wrong frame
I don't feel attached to this name
My body, I must reclaim
With different eyes and no shame
Try, try to just hear me out
Don't ask why, why
But I'm taking this route
It's alright, right?
That's what I tell myself, but I don't know know
So I ran 'til I couldn't and I screamed, 'til my voice was gone
I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why
These memories are nothing to me just salt
Look in the mirror and tell me
What it is like to be free
How do I grasp reality
When I don't have an identity!
Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you
And I don't believe in the truth, truth
Because all of my life's built on lies
So I ran 'til I couldn't and I screamed, 'til my voice was gone
I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why
I know what you're implying
I'm trying to get my feet off the ground
I know, I know, I'm trying, I'm trying
These memories are nothing to me just salt!
Stuck inside of the wrong frame,
I don't feel attached to this name
How do I grasp reality
When I don't have an identity!
Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you
And I don't believe in the truth, truth
'Cause all of my life's built on lies, uh!
So I ran 'til I couldn't and I screamed, 'til my voice was gone
I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why
Yeah, I ran 'til I couldn't and I screamed, 'til my voice was gone
I believed what I shouldn't have,
I'm trying to get my feet off the ground
These memories are nothing to me just salt in the wound
 
It should be Glastonbury so we're being treated to the 'best of' by Aunty BBC to make up for it. I've just been watching David Bowie from 2000 singing Rebel Rebel
'...you got your mother in a whirl, she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl...' and though I know DB was glorious playful with his gender presentation, I thought it would be fun for you guys to post your fav gender bending/queer songs with lyrics and a video link if you like. No prizes - it's just for fun.

Missed this earlier! Where to start?

Garbage, Androgyny and Queer.
The Killers: Somebody Told Me ("that you had a boyfriend/ who looked like a girlfriend/ that I had in February of last year..."
Christine and the Queens, Five Dollars (via Kim) - the music isn't my style but the video fits here.
Umbra et Imago, Viva Lesbian (German) - the live version, while not actually very lesbian, still has its charms. I would love to hear a female singer cover this.
 
As promised: Estrogen in the environment

This is not a new discovery and while I've read about the sex of fish being changed close to sewage outlets, and laboratory tinkering with frogs and mice, I hadn't heard of the effects, both past and present, on human fetuses. I picked up this info from a book 'The Riddle of Gender' by Deborah Rudacille, who is a scientific journalist and author, from her book published in 2005.

The book opens by putting LGBT history in context, running from Stonewall and into second wave feminism. It then examines, with scientific research and interviews, intersex variations and how they might be affected by environmental and pre-natal hormones. The results of animal tests, that had been exposed commonly found compounds, such as DDT to particular plastics using DES ( both of which cause estrogen mimicking effects in the body ) have been studied. These have been shown to produce corruption to the genetic profile of fetuses, resulting in intersex gonad formation. Some of these can occur naturally, but the lab tests were statistically significant, particularly in male reproductive organs.

The use of DES as a plastic in food packaging was outlawed a few years ago. This stemmed from a cluster of daughters of mothers, exposed to DES as a food supplement (!) that resulted in rare cancers. Despite parallel evidence of undescended testes or mutations of their genetic markers to sons of these mothers, no follow up work has been undertaken.

The interviews of medical researchers go on to suggest that, if environmental effects can change genes early in pregnancy to produce observable physical defects, then why not the brain as well? If the manifestations of physical changes in intersex individuals originates from genetic corruption, what else could be changed, especially at the point in embryonic development when gonadal differentiation is initiated?

I contacted the author to ask what progress had been made in this research, since the book publication in 2005. Sadly work has stalled and I'd guess funding is the reason. However, this was the first evidence I'd seen that put environment, in the form of estrogen mimicking compounds, as the smoking gun to transgender dysphoria and our mismatched sense of self and body. Not indulgent parents, not woke, not deviancy, not pedophilia or men invading women's spaces, but fucking science. Worse than that - it's our grandparents generation who played god with powerful chemicals found to kill bugs and make plastics. What could possibly go wrong?
 
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As promised: Estrogen in the environment....


...Not indulgent parents, not woke, not deviancy, not pedophilia or men invading women's spaces, but fucking science. Worse than that - it's our grandparents generation who played god with powerful chemicals found to kill bugs and make plastics. What could possibly go wrong?


Lol! If you ask my pious parents, they’ll just tell you that the only problem is that people don’t pray hard enough ‘any more.’ They believe that life used to be ‘Great!’

-sigh- If only they were joking.
 
Lol! If you ask my pious parents, they’ll just tell you that the only problem is that people don’t pray hard enough ‘any more.’ They believe that life used to be ‘Great!’

-sigh- If only they were joking.

Yeah, praying had zero impact on reducing the flow of my hormones. Hormones tend to overrule all other factors.

I'm not an artist, but in my youth my most sexually explicit sketches were done at church on the back of the program they handed out when you arrived. Something about the subservience of being in church made my peers look especially fetching, and my hormones would run wild in that subdued setting.
 
I used to pray that I'd grow breasts and my penis would disappear.
Seems like prayer works after all
... no wait
:D
 
I used to pray that I'd grow breasts and my penis would disappear.
Seems like prayer works after all
... no wait
:D

As Michael Landon said on Little House on the Prairie, God helps those who help themselves.

Kinda makes you think about who (or what) God is.
 
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