So I asked my cousin not to out me as asexual, she has already...to her boyfriend without my consent when I was right there, to my family which she has come very to close on several occasions. So instead of acknowledging my request as a normal human being might, she throws it back at me and blames my current depressed mood for being touchy. Bitch you are not helping.
I keep going back to watch this video it just captures my sense of humour perfectly
Step-by-step for diagonal and curved paths that don't use any design slots! By reddit user u/smallscrem
what is a sex drive where is the sex going does it even have a license
how to win: try to guess if i’m a lesbian or not...
how to play: too bad i don’t discuss my sexuality at work, i’m your manager and it’s inappropriate but solid effort with your attempt at discreet questions
Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!
my neighbourhood has never had an ice cream truck. in the summer, we have the knife sharpening truck. it slowly circles the block and rings its ominous bell. i have never seen someone interact with it. it may be that only those marked by death can see it
squeezy-cheez The greatest factor for me has been the consistency of my experience. I spent years deeply confused about what I was feeling. At first I thought I was a late bloomer. Then I thought I was homosexual, because I think a lot of women are beautiful. Then I thought I was straight, because men are gorgeous. But during conversations about sex I was firmly not interested. I've repeated my disinterest over and over again in conversations and journaling through the years. And this was long before I knew and used the term asexual. I was talking with my cousin over coffee one night. We were discussing her new boyfriend and so forth. I confessed that I was a virgin; she was a little shocked and asked why. I told her I wasn't interested. She said that maybe I was asexual, it was something that had come up in her human sexuality course. I remember the next day I sat down and researched asexuality. I cried. No label has ever given me so much relief. This thing I was internally agonizing over for years had a name. I don't really think about sex on my own, the subject typically has to be brought to my attention. When the conversation does get going I feel so abnormal and uncomfortable. I feel broken almost every time. I struggle all the time with who I am. I worried, like you, that I was making it all up in my head. But the history of my experience is there. And most importantly, when I identified as asexual nothing about my experiencs changed, except that nowadays I am on average happier.
Dean Winchester | 11x03 “The Bad Seed”
I'm 27 and finally found out I'm different...not broken, go figure
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