Who Are Any Of You?? I’m So Confused… Love All Of You Tho!

If I could be anything, I would be a pebble in the bottom of a clear river in a forest somewhere. Free to just exist without moving, without breathing, without being aware. I could just live, experience the world around me, the bubbling and tumbling of the water, the swishing of fish as they swim past, ever eager to get on with their lives. Maybe children would find my little creek and splash and play, their giggles echoing down to ripple against my surface. The freedom to experience life without being an active participant, doesn’t it sound peaceful.

she deserves as many weird pets as she wants reblog if you agree

❤️<—— awww ily too!

Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you

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Aimsey’s (trying) to finish FNAF!! Come support them!!

I’ve been looking for a place just to type, to think. I think I found it.

I love him

handsome women covered in blood. reblog.

writer: this is one of my male characters! he cares about his guy friends and loves them deeply.

tumblr: oh! so he’s gay!

writer: uh…no, he’s attracted to women.

tumblr: ….so he’s bi!

writer: uhh…no…….he loves his guy friends but he’s not romantically/sexually attracted to them.

tumblr: ….so you’re homophobic.

writer:

Don’t normally reblog stuff like this, but I think it’s important for everyone to see.

Okay actually with me reblogging a lot of these posts about queerness I just want to say this.

I am queer. You cannot separate my queerness from me.

My childhood was not surrounded by queerness. I did not have enormous queer internet communities full of love and support readily available. I was not "influenced" into queerness as a child; I grew up and live in a small rural town filled with conservative, religious people who hate queers like me. I was shielded from the joys of accepting myself. My family, while certainly better than they used to be, still look down on queers. I'll never forget coming out to my meema my freshman year of high school and she said to me "I love you, but I do not support you." And for the first time I understood what conditional love and support was. "I love and support you so long as you are what I want you to be."

I am lucky that as a teen, as I first genuinely began questioning, the beginnings of queer liberation on the internet was getting huge and I could find answers to my questions and much needed support. I am lucky that as a young adult queerness is more accepted, even in places like where I live.

There are older queer people who did not have that luxury. Older queers who lived through violence and hatred and fought for us younger queers' rights. Queer people who have lost their lives, who did not get to see the world today and how far we've come.

They did NOT fight for us just so we could say who and who is not queer. They did not die for us just so we could exclude each other from our communities.

Do not disrespect the sweat, blood, and tears that they sacrificed for us to be where we are today.

We have a long way to go, we're still far from perfect, and we need to fight together to continue the work. It is our turn to continue this fight for our rights. Let us give the older community members a well deserved break. We will get this done for you. We will fight together until we don't have to anymore.

quick reminder that my own gay ass genuinely supports the hell outta each and every one of you. regardless if i know you or not, im happy to be living in this shithole of a life in the same world with you.

and im proud of you, i know in my heart just how beautiful, amazing, talented, smart, and worthy you are and i hope you can see that too🏳️‍🌈🌈