Why Is Keysmashing A Gay/bottom Thing Please Give Me Answers

wait, do all pansexuals have a point in their life where they’re like “man I wish I was bi/pan” ? because I did the same thing

me, a year ago, compulsively heterosexual, meeting a pan person online: wow! pansexuality. what a beautiful concept. that’s just so wonderful, to love everyone. wouldn’t the world be nice if everyone were pansexual. I WISH I WERE PAN tOo BaD iM sTrAiGhT!

y’all. i said these things. what. how. what.

elect this man right freakin now

Wow. I just checked my blog to see if maybe one person noticed any of my posts. I come back to what I’m pretty sure is more people looking at my poem than the rest of the posts on my little blog. I was not expecting that, and I would just like to say that I wish I could make the people around me half as happy as you guys made me. Thank you

Speaking of, I’m out of ideas for patches on his jacket! Also, to clarify: it’s not just filler, I want to share one of my stories with the internet. Update: I’ve decided on bi

I’m working on a character drawing and I’m trying to decide what his sexuality is. He has a boyfriend, and I’m currently thinking either bi or just gay. I know y’all probably don’t care, but I just felt like it might be a good way to start getting more stuff on my blog.

This was the drawing I made on night started the whole story

you can make water wet by putting ice in a cup of water because when ice melts it makes whatever it’s touching wet and water. alternate experiment is to put water in a cup made of ice and then let the cup melt because water in the cup is making the cup wet and then it . . . I realized that this was gonna go on way too long for it to be obviously a joke

Is water wet?

No. To be wet, it can’t already be a liquid, but has to be saturated in a liquid.

You can get a towel wet, but water can’t be wet because it’s already liquid, not saturated in one.

I’m too lazy to find these things myself, so I’m reblogging other people. (:

Mah Story! Imma call it Card House

It’s set in a weird mix of medieval, modern, and whenever Al Capone was around. There’s four main suits, or noble houses: the Clubs, who are kinda like the gangster-mafia bois; the Spades, who are like medieval with two shots of modern thrown in; the Diamonds, who are basically stuck in the 90s; and the Hearts, who are the artistic peoples. Each suit has a royal family made up of the King and the Queen. The King and Queen’s child is the Ace, and whoever they marry (or are arranged to marry, that’s important) is the Jack. Once the King and Queen are unable to carry out their roles, the Ace and Jack take over and become the King and Queen. The Jack of Clubs is Jay, the non-binary bartender of Clubs’ Tavern. They’re very flamboyant and extroverted. The Ace is Alex, the quiet server and singer of Clubs’ Tavern. She is pretty quiet when she talks, and is not afraid to deal with any drunks. She look like the least threatening thing there, but she is quite strong. Moving to the Diamonds. The Ace of Diamonds is Aiden. He’s chill, and prefers to relax over anything else. The Jack is Juniper. She’s pretty quiet, and tends to just sit there reading. Now for the Diamonds. The Ace is Ava. She is incredibly homosexual, but the Jack is a guy. He’s not gonna play a big role in the story so we’ll skip him. The Spades are where shit gets real. The Ace is named, well, Ace. He’s the first male Ace in 100 years, and the King and Queen would not budge about who his Jack was. However, his Jack was a lady. He met a boi named James and the two fell in love. Unfortunately, the King and Queen told him that they would never change his Jack. So Ace ran away on his 16th birthday, and he and James have been on the run since. The two will occasionally spend a while in Clubs’ Tavern, where they will be the entertainment after it closes and the people there are people they trust. Ace can play one hell of a guitar solo, James has a singing voice to rival Freddie Mercury, Jay can play the piano like their life depended on it, and Alex plays the drums. I literally added that part so I could have a scene in the story where James and Ace do a love song. So yee! More artwork and story to come!

I see the joke a lot, but every time I do, I’m just like “Same!”

i didn’t come out of the closet i kind of came out of the kitchen cabinet like all the other pans

I decided to write a poem to vent

I don’t know why/ but for some reason, I/ just started feeling like I want to cry./ I know/ that others say I show/ talent, and I can kinda see it/ just a little bit/ but I can’t seem to show it/ when it matters to me./ Those that I want to see/ my stuff, I can never get confident/ in my supposed talent to/ show them what I made,/ that I worked on for days and days./ I always find something wrong/ or I take way too long!/ I can never show/ what I know/ is at least made with love./ I just don’t know what I’m doing wrong./ I don’t want this to be seen/ to make me/ have an inflated sense of self-esteem,/ I just want some feedback and critique./ I want to make people happy/ but I can’t.