So you're used to getting what you want, and now you want the world to consider you a female or else you'll be nasty.
Do you think I'm nasty for misgendering you?
For what it's worth, it isn't the misgendering I find nasty, that's old comedy.
What I find more unsettling is the fact you're trying your best to hurt my feelings. Then it's like, you think misgendering is effective on me, and though it's not, I have to witness the next unsettling thing, which is you piercing me more while thinking I'm being destroyed.
That will of yours is inner ugliness. Self absorbed. I can see it.
People don't understand when I say I have iron angels around me. They are letting me know they are here. I feel safe in an electrifying way.
I do get what I want, if I want it enough.
That's very uninteresting.
Listen lady. That strange faggot you divorced your ex wife for. He fed you estrogen. Lots of it.
He wore the pants in your fling, you were the feminine one. He dressed and dolled you up. He implanted the idea for you to get breast and ass implants with plastic surgery so he can have a chick with a dick. ( These creatures exist in numbers in the 3D porn field.)
You left because you aren't a homosexual nor did you desire homosexual intercourse. You also realized sex is important and your ex wife took the pussy with her for some other lucky bloke.
Maybe he has other subjects closer to his goal post right now, but you for one backfired on him cause you wanted to take it slow and make out without the homosexuality.
We have another purpose in life. As I said, life is part of our making, learn as much as you can, this time you're learning a hard lesson.
He fucked you up and now look at you.