Why I am here

GretaGroupie wrote:
Well I decided I like this place and I'm going to stick around and learn more about climate change because this is the only place I can talk to smarter people than me about it for free and you do not learn nothing by talking to dumb dumbs. That is why I'm going to tell you about me so you will know where I am coming from and why I am so dumb.

I do not know my mother cause she left right after I was born and I do not blame her cause my father is not a good person. He drinks to much and likes to talk with his fists and by the time I ran away I had more black eyes and broken ribs than a football team. He bragged about that and said I was a girlie boy (true) and that he would make me a man (NEVER). His favorite joke he told on my birthday and any other time he felt like was "Son what do you tell a woman with two black eyes? Nothing you already told her twice" (sorry if that upset anyone but that is his idea of ha-ha).

One good thing that did happen was he bought home a used laptop a local church was giving away for free to loser families like ours. My teacher showed me how to use it and get online with a free account. I did use it for school but I also found a tranny chat room and connected with to p-tute trannies who were roomates in a nearby city. When I turned 14 I told them I was going to run away so they came and got me. It was good they did cause I was a pixie twink and would not have made it on the streets.

I stayed with them for 2 years and was a p-tute to but I never pushed pavement. They were classy and only did outcalls so they helped me get my own private clients. They also taught me how to set boundaries (hand and oral with a raincoat only but no anal - I'm to tiny for that). We made a lot of money and lived in a nice apartment and during our free time they helped me with reading and writing. They also showed me how to use bootleg BCP to get my itty bitty b-cups. It is not enough for most girls but I never had any hair except on my head and I have never shaved anything but peach fuz. I just wanted to be an Andro Trans and flip back and forth. I am hung like a church mouse and that makes flipping easy so the BCP was enough for my itty bittys but it took almost a year.

Anywho, that is how I met the prof and you already know his wife was away on sabbatical (thank you IBM) so he made a deal with my house moms to take me off their hands but I still keep in touch with them. They were the mother I never had and I love them. The prof had a nice house (yes still keep in touch) and he would always leave me things to do while he was teaching like reading and computer assignments and math. Climate change was a big deal to him and we talked a lot about that. I also had to do about an hour of chores each day to help keep things clean buy I did not mind as I was the only one who cleaned when I lived with my father. Bedtime was fun to and he always said I look good wearing nothing but a dolly. We were not in love (p-tute no no number 1) but I still miss him.

Just before his wife came back he got me a fake id that said I was 17 (true but looked 13) and asked me where I wanted to go. I said I did not want to p-tute anymore and wanted to go to LA so we called my house moms and they said okay. He got me a bus ticket but still had to convince the driver I was old enough to travel alone. Then he gave me 500 dollars and I left.

I started to get scared of LA and one night I got off the bus at this truckstop. There was a help wanted in the diner window and I asked for a job. The owner did not believe I was 17 but when I showed him I had my own money and told him I would work for free to prove it he said okay. A few days later I had my own room a walk away from the diner and I have been working graveyard for two years now. There are not a lot of people around here so help is hard to find. The local movie theater closed before I was born and the kids go to school in the next town. They know I am Andro Trans but do not care. As long as you pull your weight (105) around here people mind their own business and if anyone says anything the owner and cook are happy to help them shut up. Mostly I go girl at work (better tips) but sometimes I flip it.

I am happy now. The owner said when I turn 20 on my next birthday he will pay for me to get a GED and when I am 22 he will train me to be an assistant manager. This is my home and my work buddies are my family and I earn my own money and have me own place. I do not mind flurting at work but the idea of sex is a turn of (been there done that) so I am not looking for a relationship or a hand out there or here. Unfortunately where I am is not brain central so I need somewhere to talk to smart people so maybe I will not be dumb all my life.

The end

PS - this took a long time to write so I may miss some of your posts today. Sorry.

GasGuzzler wrote:
I've got so much to say to you and no free time lately or now, so I'll be brief...

So sorry about your rough start on life, but I know you don't want a pity party so I'll stop there.

I also have no HS diploma or GED. Like you, I was willing to work and learn. I found the things I'm good at and outworked those around me. Certainly wasn't always easy, but not looking to someone else to fill your needs will take you farther than you can imagine.

Keep doing what you're doing and push yourself farther every day. You will surprise even yourself what you are capable of. Just remember to always think for you and don't let others do your thinking for you.

There's some good guys on here that really have their shit together. They won't steer you wrong.

GretaGroupie wrote:
Well I decided I like this place and I'm going to stick around and learn more about climate change because this is the only place I can talk to smarter people than me about it for free and you do not learn nothing by talking to dumb dumbs. That is why I'm going to tell you about me so you will know where I am coming from and why I am so dumb.

GretaGroupie wrote:
I do not know my mother cause she left right after I was born and I do not blame her cause my father is not a good person. He drinks to much and likes to talk with his fists and by the time I ran away I had more black eyes and broken ribs than a football team. He bragged about that and said I was a girlie boy (true) and that he would make me a man (NEVER). His favorite joke he told on my birthday and any other time he felt like was "Son what do you tell a woman with two black eyes? Nothing you already told her twice" (sorry if that upset anyone but that is his idea of ha-ha).

One good thing that did happen was he bought home a used laptop a local church was giving away for free to loser families like ours. My teacher showed me how to use it and get online with a free account. I did use it for school but I also found a tranny chat room and connected with to p-tute trannies who were roomates in a nearby city. When I turned 14 I told them I was going to run away so they came and got me. It was good they did cause I was a pixie twink and would not have made it on the streets.

I stayed with them for 2 years and was a p-tute to but I never pushed pavement. They were classy and only did outcalls so they helped me get my own private clients. They also taught me how to set boundaries (hand and oral with a raincoat only but no anal - I'm to tiny for that). We made a lot of money and lived in a nice apartment and during our free time they helped me with reading and writing. They also showed me how to use bootleg BCP to get my itty bitty b-cups. It is not enough for most girls but I never had any hair except on my head and I have never shaved anything but peach fuz. I just wanted to be an Andro Trans and flip back and forth. I am hung like a church mouse and that makes flipping easy so the BCP was enough for my itty bittys but it took almost a year.

Anywho, that is how I met the prof and you already know his wife was away on sabbatical (thank you IBM) so he made a deal with my house moms to take me off their hands but I still keep in touch with them. They were the mother I never had and I love them. The prof had a nice house (yes still keep in touch) and he would always leave me things to do while he was teaching like reading and computer assignments and math. Climate change was a big deal to him and we talked a lot about that. I also had to do about an hour of chores each day to help keep things clean buy I did not mind as I was the only one who cleaned when I lived with my father. Bedtime was fun to and he always said I look good wearing nothing but a dolly. We were not in love (p-tute no no number 1) but I still miss him.

Just before his wife came back he got me a fake id that said I was 17 (true but looked 13) and asked me where I wanted to go. I said I did not want to p-tute anymore and wanted to go to LA so we called my house moms and they said okay. He got me a bus ticket but still had to convince the driver I was old enough to travel alone. Then he gave me 500 dollars and I left.

I started to get scared of LA and one night I got off the bus at this truckstop. There was a help wanted in the diner window and I asked for a job. The owner did not believe I was 17 but when I showed him I had my own money and told him I would work for free to prove it he said okay. A few days later I had my own room a walk away from the diner and I have been working graveyard for two years now. There are not a lot of people around here so help is hard to find. The local movie theater closed before I was born and the kids go to school in the next town. They know I am Andro Trans but do not care. As long as you pull your weight (105) around here people mind their own business and if anyone says anything the owner and cook are happy to help them shut up. Mostly I go girl at work (better tips) but sometimes I flip it.

I am happy now. The owner said when I turn 20 on my next birthday he will pay for me to get a GED and when I am 22 he will train me to be an assistant manager. This is my home and my work buddies are my family and I earn my own money and have me own place. I do not mind flurting at work but the idea of sex is a turn of (been there done that) so I am not looking for a relationship or a hand out there or here. Unfortunately where I am is not brain central so I need somewhere to talk to smart people so maybe I will not be dumb all my life.

The end

PS - this took a long time to write so I may miss some of your posts today. Sorry.

GretaGroupie wrote:Well I decided I like this place and I'm going to stick around and learn more about climate change ...

GretaGroupie wrote: It was good they did cause I was a pixie twink and would not have made it on the streets.

GretaGroupie wrote: ... was a p-tute ...

GretaGroupie wrote:They were classy and only did outcalls

GretaGroupie wrote: I'm to tiny for that

GretaGroupie wrote:They also showed me how to use bootleg BCP to get my itty bitty b-cups.

GretaGroupie wrote: I just wanted to be an Andro Trans and flip back and forth.

GretaGroupie wrote: I am hung like a church mouse and that makes flipping easy

GretaGroupie wrote: Climate change was a big deal to him and we talked a lot about that.

GretaGroupie wrote:Bedtime was fun to

GretaGroupie wrote:I started to get scared of LA

GretaGroupie wrote: They know I am Andro Trans

GretaGroupie wrote:I am happy now.

IBdaMann wrote:

GretaGroupie wrote:Well I decided I like this place and I'm going to stick around and learn more about climate change ...

Great. Welcome.

I have a few minor questions/comments:

GretaGroupie wrote: It was good they did cause I was a pixie twink and would not have made it on the streets.

What is a "pixie twink"? Is that a Hostess desert?

GretaGroupie wrote: ... was a p-tute ...

If you're looking for a really good word in this case, I recommend "prosty" (or "prosti") because then you have Spanish covered as well.

GretaGroupie wrote:They were classy and only did outcalls

Is that really a measure of "class" in that context? Talk to me.

GretaGroupie wrote: I'm to tiny for that

You have made this error several times; I'm guessing that no one has pulled you aside and told you that the way you spell "very much so" is "too", e.g. "I am too tiny for that."

1) To: in the direct of, towards (I run to the bathroom)
2) Too: overly (The meal is too much to eat)
3) Two: 1 + 1 (There are two cars in the parking lot)

This isn't the kind of thing that adults normally discuss ... but you said you were working on your GED, so here's something that might help.

GretaGroupie wrote:They also showed me how to use bootleg BCP to get my itty bitty b-cups.

Is this a hormone or something? Were you taking medication without the advice of a doctor?

GretaGroupie wrote: I just wanted to be an Andro Trans and flip back and forth.

Is that an actual category?

GretaGroupie wrote: I am hung like a church mouse and that makes flipping easy

Could you explain this? This is all new to me.

GretaGroupie wrote: Climate change was a big deal to him and we talked a lot about that.

Everybody has their politics. You happened to end up with a professor who was a Climate Change activist and you were a captive audience. You might have perceived him as some sort of authority because he was a "professor" but Climate Change is a fanatical religion based on hatred and intolerance and you would probably be better off just forgetting all about that one particular aspect of your experience with him.

Along those lines, I would recommend you take a few minutes and read through the Global Warming Manual for a much better education on Climate Change.

GretaGroupie wrote:Bedtime was fun to

Another example. The way you spell "also" is "too",e.g. "bedtime was fun too."

GretaGroupie wrote:I started to get scared of LA

Those are just homeless "tent cities"; just avoid them.

GretaGroupie wrote: They know I am Andro Trans

Is this something that is otherwise a secret? Who does not know? How does that work?

GretaGroupie wrote:I am happy now.

While that might be a tempting place to end the story, i.e. with a "happy ending", you will want to be happy in the future so keep working on the GED and get your "dream house" as soon as you can.

GretaGroupie wrote:
Well I decided I like this place and I'm going to stick around and learn more about climate change because this is the only place I can talk to smarter people than me about it for free and you do not learn nothing by talking to dumb dumbs. That is why I'm going to tell you about me so you will know where I am coming from and why I am so dumb.

I do not know my mother cause she left right after I was born and I do not blame her cause my father is not a good person. He drinks to much and likes to talk with his fists and by the time I ran away I had more black eyes and broken ribs than a football team. He bragged about that and said I was a girlie boy (true) and that he would make me a man (NEVER). His favorite joke he told on my birthday and any other time he felt like was "Son what do you tell a woman with two black eyes? Nothing you already told her twice" (sorry if that upset anyone but that is his idea of ha-ha).

One good thing that did happen was he bought home a used laptop a local church was giving away for free to loser families like ours. My teacher showed me how to use it and get online with a free account. I did use it for school but I also found a tranny chat room and connected with to p-tute trannies who were roomates in a nearby city. When I turned 14 I told them I was going to run away so they came and got me. It was good they did cause I was a pixie twink and would not have made it on the streets.

I stayed with them for 2 years and was a p-tute to but I never pushed pavement. They were classy and only did outcalls so they helped me get my own private clients. They also taught me how to set boundaries (hand and oral with a raincoat only but no anal - I'm to tiny for that). We made a lot of money and lived in a nice apartment and during our free time they helped me with reading and writing. They also showed me how to use bootleg BCP to get my itty bitty b-cups. It is not enough for most girls but I never had any hair except on my head and I have never shaved anything but peach fuz. I just wanted to be an Andro Trans and flip back and forth. I am hung like a church mouse and that makes flipping easy so the BCP was enough for my itty bittys but it took almost a year.

Anywho, that is how I met the prof and you already know his wife was away on sabbatical (thank you IBM) so he made a deal with my house moms to take me off their hands but I still keep in touch with them. They were the mother I never had and I love them. The prof had a nice house (yes still keep in touch) and he would always leave me things to do while he was teaching like reading and computer assignments and math. Climate change was a big deal to him and we talked a lot about that. I also had to do about an hour of chores each day to help keep things clean buy I did not mind as I was the only one who cleaned when I lived with my father. Bedtime was fun to and he always said I look good wearing nothing but a dolly. We were not in love (p-tute no no number 1) but I still miss him.

Just before his wife came back he got me a fake id that said I was 17 (true but looked 13) and asked me where I wanted to go. I said I did not want to p-tute anymore and wanted to go to LA so we called my house moms and they said okay. He got me a bus ticket but still had to convince the driver I was old enough to travel alone. Then he gave me 500 dollars and I left.

I started to get scared of LA and one night I got off the bus at this truckstop. There was a help wanted in the diner window and I asked for a job. The owner did not believe I was 17 but when I showed him I had my own money and told him I would work for free to prove it he said okay. A few days later I had my own room a walk away from the diner and I have been working graveyard for two years now. There are not a lot of people around here so help is hard to find. The local movie theater closed before I was born and the kids go to school in the next town. They know I am Andro Trans but do not care. As long as you pull your weight (105) around here people mind their own business and if anyone says anything the owner and cook are happy to help them shut up. Mostly I go girl at work (better tips) but sometimes I flip it.

I am happy now. The owner said when I turn 20 on my next birthday he will pay for me to get a GED and when I am 22 he will train me to be an assistant manager. This is my home and my work buddies are my family and I earn my own money and have me own place. I do not mind flurting at work but the idea of sex is a turn of (been there done that) so I am not looking for a relationship or a hand out there or here. Unfortunately where I am is not brain central so I need somewhere to talk to smart people so maybe I will not be dumb all my life.

The end

PS - this took a long time to write so I may miss some of your posts today. Sorry.

Swan wrote:
Sounds like a Unabomber type manifesto,

Swan wrote:
or part of a psychological exam for an SAP level clearance or perhaps a new version of Zepp's Ramble On, and on, and on.

I like white chocolate macadamia nut cookies

Into the Night wrote:
Quite a story. I'm glad you found a place to be happy and this owner seems like a good person.

GasGuzzler wrote:
There's some good guys on here that really have their shit together. They won't steer you wrong.

Into the Night wrote:

Swan wrote:
Sounds like a Unabomber type manifesto,

You obviously have never read the Unabomber manifesto. He wrote only one. What's with your fascination with this terrorist twit?

Swan wrote:
or part of a psychological exam for an SAP level clearance or perhaps a new version of Zepp's Ramble On, and on, and on.

I like white chocolate macadamia nut cookies

Like usual, all you have to offer here are insults and psychoquackery. That's a fallacy, dude.

No argument presented.

IBdaMann wrote:

James_ wrote:
Son, you're here because me and your ma had some hot sex. She forgot her pill and I fergot my condominimum. Shit happens and so did you.

Swan wrote:
Sounds like a Unabomber type manifesto...

GretaGroupie wrote:

IBdaMann wrote:
5. Read through the Global Warming Manual for a much better education on Climate Change.

[The prof] also told me never to download from an unkown site or I could get a virus.

Spongy Iris wrote:
Thanks for the parables GretaGroupie.

IBdaMann wrote:
Just read. ... and it has fun pictures.

Swan wrote:
Actually if her dad constantly gave her black eyes the school that she attended would have called the police.

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:
Actually if her dad constantly gave her black eyes the school that she attended would have called the police.

Swan did not grow up in the country. Do I hear city boy privelidge speaking?

GretaGroupie wrote:

Spongy Iris wrote:
Thanks for the parables GretaGroupie.

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AFTERTHOUGHT: Spongy has been stalking me in PM's saying I don't belong here and how she wants to buy this site and kick everyone off so she can be famous.

Why would anyone want to buy this site?

GretaGroupie wrote:Am I a lemming?

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:
Sounds like a Unabomber type manifesto...

Isn't a manifesto something you get at an Italian restaurant?

"Waiter, well have the large manifesto with oil and vinegar on the side and two orders of manicotti."

GretaGroupie wrote:

Spongy Iris wrote:
Thanks for the parables GretaGroupie.

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AFTERTHOUGHT: Spongy has been stalking me in PM's saying I don't belong here and how she wants to buy this site and kick everyone off so she can be famous.

Why would anyone want to buy this site?

Spongy Iris wrote:
You must have me confused with some body else...

GretaGroupie wrote:

Spongy Iris wrote:
You must have me confused with some body else...

Oh Spongy I am so sorry

... you are right!!!
I got you confused with sealover who has been hassling me with pms.

Please forgive me. My bad, bad, bad.

IBdaMann wrote:
What is "city boy privilege"?

Spongy Iris wrote:
No problem. I forgive you Have a nice day.

Swan wrote:
One would think that with all your college credits that you would know without needing to ask.

GretaGroupie wrote:

IBdaMann wrote:
What is "city boy privilege"?

Country kids don't get treated like city kids.
We didn't have a school nurse.
Everyone's kid had a black eye.

And yes, I did owe Spongy a HUGE apology and I did.
I feel so bad about that.

What's up with sealover (is that squeel over?)

GretaGroupie wrote:What's up with sealover (is that squeel over?)

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:
One would think that with all your college credits that you would know without needing to ask.

Yes, I got a degree in p-tuting but not manifestowing.

Swan wrote:And you want us to believe that your dad gave you black eyes every day...

IBdaMann wrote:
...sometimes while I'm typing quickly my clumsy fingers accidentally hit some extra keys...

GretaGroupie wrote:

Into the Night wrote:
Quite a story. I'm glad you found a place to be happy and this owner seems like a good person.

Thanks ITN. The people here are good to me and I like it here.

Thank you for explaining things to me the way you do. I don't always understand it all but your replys are the best!

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:And you want us to believe that your dad gave you black eyes every day...

Who said every day? A few times a year. And yes the school would call my father and he'd give them some bullshit excuse and that would be that. You'd be amazed what people can ignore when you're poor.

Swan wrote:

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:

Okay, I give up. But people in the country don't cross one another. A black eye never killed a kid and no one can see a broken rib.

Anywho, wish I had your dad. Don't sound like he hit you.

Swan wrote:

GretaGroupie wrote:

Swan wrote:And you want us to believe that your dad gave you black eyes every day...

Who said every day? A few times a year. And yes the school would call my father and he'd give them some bullshit excuse and that would be that. You'd be amazed what people can ignore when you're poor.

Nice lie kid, the fact is that social workers with armed police would have been in your home and that you would have been removed from the home and placed in foster care until a full judicial review could be completed. Your story is so fake that you might actually be the DEA agent Lee Paige who shot himself in the foot in a school classroom.

So BS away