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There is no right or wrong way to be a femboy. You don’t have to be super skinny or be gay. Those are stereotypes.

Just be yourself and be cute. That’s it.

I couldn’t have said this better myself. Anyone who identifies as male can be a femboy. Size, pigment, and sexuality shouldn’t be a factor. Femboys can be straight, gay, bi, pan, chubby, skinny, black, white, purple, whatever. No stereotypes needed.

Just be yourself. You’re beautiful as you are.


Anonymous asked:

I'm so happy you and Nick are back together >.< you're like the cutest couple ever. He loves you so much. I'm so jealous. I hope someone loves me like that some day. You are so fucking cute together I could die :) yay!!! I'm so happy for you both!


First off. Thanks. He’s truly the best thing that has ever happened to me and I still feel like crap for ever hurting him by running away like I did. I’ve never really been with someone who actually treated me like, well, a princess. I don’t exactly have a good track record with previous relationships.

Being away from his for as long as I was hurt so much, hurt both of us. I just needed to get my head out of my ass and realize that he’s it. He’s the one I want forever.

But we’re not perfect. Perfect together yes but separately we’re not perfect people. We get mad at stupid things. We fight about stupid things. But at the end of the day no matter what happened during the day I have and will always crawl into bed and right into his arms.

Right now we are living separate but try to see each other a few times a week and I sleepover at least once or twice a week.

Second off. Just be patient. You’ll find the right person for you eventually and they might even find you first.


Anonymous asked:

Why do you call your boyfriend "princess"? Where did it come from?

Haha. I’ve been waiting for someone to ask this. Anon, you have just made my day.

Okay, so the where it comes from kind of explains the why. Sort of.

One day, me and the boy were actually making love, going slow, taking our time, exploring. Not the usual fire and heat that blazes between us, but something softer, sweeter.

Anyways, he has a pair of white cotton and lace panties that drive me wild and he was wearing them that day. While I was thrusting into him, I grabbed the panties from next to his head (where they landed when I took them off of him) and shoved them in his mouth like a kind of gag (we’re into BDSM) and then I just whispered out “you like that, princess?” It was the first time I had ever called him that and his eyes instantly glazed over, he nodded “yes” and then he came so hard he actually tore an orgasm from me without warning. It was the hottest fucking thing ever.

So afterwards, we’re cuddling and I’ve got him all wrapped up in my arms with his head on my chest and I’m thinking about everything that had happened and just letting my mind wander and it dawns on me that he really is my princess. Right down to the spoiling him rotten part :) So I kissed the top of his head, smiled, and said “princess” to get his attention. When he looked up at me I told him I loved him and that was it. He’s been my princess ever since.

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