absolutely

wait this sounded bad. i meant that the things i did while i was a young immature teenager and coping with the intense daily trauma i experienced didnt matter to him. all that did was getting fed and snuggles.

it’s just really amazing to me how big of a difference that cat made in my life. bob changed me for the better. i will never forget him or how much he meant to me.

he lived for so long. it was like after this one health scare he had bob decided he was gonna live for as long as he could. he was a great cat. very friendly to people, not so much other animals tho. he tolerated them but as he got older he got grumpier and grumpier. still loved people tho!!

yes google. i miss him every damn day. my best friend who never cared about the bad things i’ve done yet always forgave me because at the end of the day i was his human

Do u want help!

flat chest =/= boy.
transfems exist.
nonbinary people exist.
one's appearance does not determine gender.
not everyone wants their character to be called a f*mboy.

be more mindful.