
By far one of my FAVORITE signs I’ve seen this week!
aw snap. I love the smell of logic in the afternoon
I haven’t been reblogging many of these but I like this one.

By far one of my FAVORITE signs I’ve seen this week!
aw snap. I love the smell of logic in the afternoon
I haven’t been reblogging many of these but I like this one.
Gay kids do not exist to teach homophobic parents the errors of their ways
Stop wishing gay kids on homophobes! 9 times outta 10 it will end in literal child abuse
Listen, I like a good romantic pop song as much as the next guy, but there’s always that point when you’re listening to a song that you’ve heard a thousand times before and you’re suddenly just viscerally aware of the fact that you relate to absolutely none of the lyrics, and never will, and that’s just a real time.
How to tell they’re gay:
• They do not sit in chairs properly.
The real homosexual agenda is sitting on tables. Or floors. Or two chairs at once with your feet propped up on one.
I can’t believe a post has awoken and outed my sexuality
I could be totally wrong but it seems to me like people don’t just come out once? Like heteronormativity is so ingrained in our society that everyone just assumes everyone else is straight. So people have to keep coming out for their whole lives and that seems so exhausting and unfair?
This is 100% true like I usually have to come out to the same people multiple times because they’re like “oh you were serious about that? Well everyone is /a little/ bi,” and it’s so frustrating
People talk about when straight cis people say things about queer people, but nobody ever told me what to do with the straight silence™.
Because I don’t get a lot of purposefully homophobic or transphobic things said to me. I get silence. I bring up an issue and all of a sudden the conversation ends right there. Dead stop. Silence. No comment. No laugh. No expression of discomfort, interest, or anger. No follow up question. Just blank face and silence.
Mention something about my transition that relates to the conversation? Silence. Bring up my cousin’s lesbian ex girlfriend? Silence. Bring up how demonetization is affecting queer YouTubers? Silence. Killed the conversation with a rainbow bullet. One shot to the head.
That’s all I’ve ever gotten. Silence. Did anyone tell me about gay people when I was a kid? No. Did I get my questions answered when I asked about cross dressers? No. Just silence. My entire life. No indication if people are for or against. It’s really starting to piss me off. You can’t continue the conversation? Say you don’t know? Drive us away from the topic? Say you’re uncomfortable or don’t understand? Anything? I’m not allowed to casually bring up queer stuff like any other topic? What?
I’m just sick of the silence. I truly am. I’m sick of just being met with silence. And this silence doesn’t happen with other queer people. It doesn’t. Even if it’s about a topic they know nothing about. Just straight cis people. They’re killing me with their silence. Why do they do that?
fucking mood
As an aro, I can joke that at least I don’t have to worry about dating, but an alloro person cannot tell an aro person that.
Similarly, a lesbian can joke that at least she doesn’t have to date men, but a straight woman cannot tell a lesbian that.
Essentially, when someone else jokes about it a marginalized identity in this way, they are doing it without the context to understand, but when I joke, I’m doing it feeling the weight of the good and bad, and trying to make myself feel better by joking about good
Asexual: a sexual orientation in which a person does not feel sexual attraction towards anyone.
At all. Period. Full stop.
Synonyms: Not, despite what you might think, “unnatural.”
Aromantic: a romantic orientation in which a person does not feel romantic attraction towards anyone.
At all. Period. Full stop.
Synonyms: not, despite what you might think, “broken.”
The worst part of being asexual and aromantic is trying to consume media:
Book? “Of course I’ve been in love, I’m human, aren’t I?”
Ugh.
TV? “Once they met, they knew. They were two halves of a whole, incomplete without each other, their lonely lives meaningless…”
Ugh.
Radio? Sex! Sex! Sex! Sexy sex!
Ugh.
The worst part of being asexual and aromantic is coming out:
“You just haven’t found The One yet.”
“I thought that way too before my first time.”
“That’s not natural! Love is what makes us human!”
“But do you… you know… masturbate?”
Ugh.
The worst part of being asexual and aromantic is people.
It’s people who will treat “getting into your pants” like the ultimate challenge,
Like some sort of sexual boss fight,
Like proof that they are so irresistible that no one can deny them, even those who claim to dislike sex –
C’mon, baby, no one dislikes sex.
Gimme a whirl.
You’ve been sleeping with the wrong people,
I’m different. I’m better.
It’s people who will develop crushes on you and convince themselves it is a tragic love story.
They will tell you repeatedly they don’t mind that you don’t reciprocate their feelings.
They will not ask if you mind their creepy,
Overbearing feelings.
They will not take into account that you did not sign up to be the subject of their tragically beautifully unrequited poetry.
They will use you as an excuse to tell anyone who will listen that their selfless brand of love is different.
That they are better.
It’s people who will pity you,
Your sad, loveless life,
How broken must you be,
What happened to cause this martyrdom?
Why can’t you trust? Why can’t you love? Why must you be alone forever?
Poor, lonely soul, what a brave face you put on.
It’s people who will tell you to stop complaining.
There is no downside, they will say, to being asexual or aromantic.
It’s not as though you face any great hardship.
Our culture does not look down upon you.
You have not been systematically erased,
Cut out of a culture which praises love and sex above all else,
You have not lived all your life feeling broken
You did not dig up your label from some obscure corner of the internet,
You did not weep in relief when you found it, overjoyed at the notion that there are others like you,
There are no others like you –
You are a lie, they will say.
The worst part of being asexual and aromantic,
Is that for most of your life,
You will believe them.
so uh. can alloro aces please stop pretending there’s a stereotype that all aces are aro? people either don’t know what either of those words means or they know that ~asexuals can still fall in wuv~ because that’s what you’ve been pushing for years. Maybe people equated those terms back in the day but not anymore unless its their first intro to asexuality, at which point one of you inevitably steps in to make sure they know you’re still human and experience romantic attraction. kindly shut up now please and thank you.
I still can’t believe that one of the main arguments against the LGBTQA+ community is, “What will the children think?” or “How will I explain this to my kids?” Like???? Seriously???? Kids are open minded. You know what’s really hard?
Try telling a little girl who grew up with two dads that, “Actually, some people think your parents are evil and are going to hell.”
Try telling a little boy with an older sister who is trans that, “Some of us believe that you have to stick with the gender you were born with.”
Try telling a child who has crushes on both boys and girls that, “No, you have to pick one. Society says you can’t like them both.”
Try telling a kid who doesn’t want to get married that, “No. You have to. That’s just the way things work.”
Honestly, try telling any kid that they have to compromise or change who they are because some people in society are close-minded and ignorant.
It isn’t the children who won’t understand. It’s the adults. It’s always been the adults.
THIS