Black Roses Commish

I told them you were here.

lifehack: when you see a Take One candy bowl in a restaurant, wait until noones looking and shovel candy into your pockets. god may judge you but his sins outnumber your own

“we all know why” just say it’s because they’re white. say it out loud with your whole entire chest. trump supporters aren’t being stopped from storming government buildings because THEY! ARE! ALL! WHITE! that’s it. just say it.

In the years before I found asexuality, the thought that repeatedly ran through my head was “I don’t like boys… but I don’t like girls either. Can’t I just be nothing? Just nothing?” And for a year and a half now I’ve had a name for it. I love knowing that there are so many of you out there that feel the same, and that it’s not just me. Thank you tumblr and thank you ace awareness week!

Only you can decide if you want to come out. Personally I don't foresee myself coming out to my parents unless my aromatism becomes an issue with them. But at 27 they haven't really pushed the issue of my complete lack of relationships. I have told a few friends but no one has really given me grief. I don't make a big deal of sexuality irl.

no ones paying attention to me anyways so i doubt people will answer me but?? are u supposed to tell people ur asexual?? or like come out to ur parents as asexual?? or no one care?? idk!! or what about demisexual too??

My being asexual doesn't cause me distress nor does it negatively affect my daily life. It is other people that cause me distress. I don't notice what I don't have. It's constantly having people point out that they think something is wrong with me.

This guy. He is my example. He is the pretty. I met this beautiful human in person and all I wanted to do was stare at him and talk football.

As an asexual, it’s really hard to describe someone you find pretty. Normal people would think of that as “oh then you must be attracted to them”

But really I just find the person aesthetically pleasing. Like, if I could, I would take that person (and possibly their personality) and hang them on the wall. Just so I can look at the pretty and then continue about my day.

Does that make sense to anyone?