As a little kid, my favorite movie was the Lion King. My favorite book was Warriors, and I cried when the wolves got shot in Julie of the Wolves. I had a wolf plushie I adored, and ran around howling, and pretend to be characters from my favorite anthropomorphic series. What else does that lead to?
While a highly kinky individual, the sexuality involved in furry doesnt attract me so much as the freedom of expression. I like the idea of being able to find a new way of explaining who i am to the world around me, and that's what it's about to me. I hope that by expressing myself better, I can find a way to understand myself bettter, and I'm just rambling.
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