To lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given side-eye when you tried to fit in…. you are so worthy of love.
the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isn’t allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.
Deadpool wrote this.
Written word is so powerful
*does a backflip*
See? I just did a backflip in your mind. All using the power of the written word
*does another backflip*
That one wasn't to prove a point, backflips are just fun
Just a few
OK but Mondays? Mondays are for thinking about Gayer Than A Tree Full of Monkeys on Nitrous Oxide Aziraphale and That Flash Bastard Crowley:
Regblog with your faves, these are just some of mine.
Also, see Sundays are for...
if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light
“I love both Aziraphale and Crowley, but if I HAD to choose, I . . .” Just gonna stop you right there, friend. You don’t have to choose. Not now. Not ever.
Hope that helps.