This is exactly as it says and I do not regret it one bit but as of today, I finally gathered some balls and went for it.. seeing my diary waiting for me at the edge of my bed always riled me up but today was something different, hearing my name come from the corner where my temu freaky toys usually lay "homosexual tranny" I instantly turn my head, nothing was there but something was in that diary- something changed and it wasn't so normal anymore..I did nothing ... The eyes it gave called for me- I did nothing, I tried to look away but then it did something- it transformed to a beautiful black guy with a natural bbI.. there- I felt something .. as dracula had rise from the dead so did i
