readnovel

Dear Journal, I had THAT dream once again. You know, the one where I''''m a cute girl hanging around other girls. She looks so beautiful and happy; I''''m jealous. Of course, how could I not be jealous when she has no worries like me! And I want to clarify something: when I mention the girl part, I''''m not implying anything about my masculinity. After all, as the man that I am, it''''s perfectly normal for me to dream about being a girl every night, right? Although, I think something about these dreams isn''''t normal. Like, why do I have horns and a tail, and why is there always a demon girl that looks at me from the corner of my view? Why do I love it when she calls me cute every time? Well... whatever. Dreams are sadly only dreams in the end.