brains in jars, hearts on fire

Biologically, I suppose that it's very unlikely that there's a planet orbiting a star somewhere in our limitless universe where Tgirls are the species in the majority. But there are times when I look online, and see the massed ranks of Tgirls out there, that I think I must be living on it.

It strikes me as odd that I can walk through central London everyday and barely see a Tgirl and yet, the moment I take a stroll through cyberspace, they appear in their zillions. It can only be that we all want to live in a cosy fantasy land, with our brains in jars and our hearts on ice.

I still think that us Tgirls, once we've abandoned bitching and hissing at one another and embraced our common core of lovliness, can add wonder and warmth to this cold world. We should stand proud with our cami knickers pulled tight over our sexy tight little bums, raise up our burning hearts and light the world.