Porto

I am taking a ride with my best friend...

blábláblá...

Travesti ou transexual?

I think I am becoming a man. Seriously, I have been wondering if I deeply have a man stocked in my body. Lately, I have been asked several times, by some female friends, about some man reactions, talks and acts, whatever. Honestly? I sadly don’t answer like them expected to. Maybe it’s because I turned to cold, after having many bad experiences. The last time I showed some glimpse of female fragility, I took a pair of skates. Or maybe because I don’t let myself being, what I am used to be, to not be hurt again. Who knows? I want to recover my female body, but it’s turning a full-time job.

Great expectations

Não, não tem nada a ver com Jane Austen, mas sim com a adrenalina que já está a chegar a níveis extremos de ansiedade...

I just can't get enough...

Open minds

«Minds are like parachutes- they only function when open.» Thomas Dewar

E tudo o vento levou...

«I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.» Jimmy Dean

Hum...

ando mesmo a ponderar várias hipóteses...

se bem que o meu desejo de há anos, seja este...

alguma sugestão?