queer as in fuck you

You are loved.

I remember skipping my 4th hour class nearly every day for the second semester one year because my 4th hour was gym first semester and I could go there and play and run and have fun because the teachers thought I was still in the class.

extremely affectionate despite of seeming aloof and politely distant to unfamiliar people

my friends have seen him irl less than 5 times in the five years I've had him - if I invited people over he would hide under furniture until they're gone

haha you got up from your work desk, time for unskippable 35 minutes of kisses and cuddles

can and will throw up out of sheer anxiety because Things And Events Are Happening that do not even involve him in any way

can instinctively sense exactly when I am going to decide I'm done bedrotting and will climb on top of me to cuddle exactly 3 minutes before I was just about to get up

can be placed sideways on any soft surface at any time of the day and immediately takes a five hour nap

cannot eat or drink in unfamilair places. can and will go 16 hours without food or water if the situation is uncomfy.

unhelpful but valiant efforts to try to protect and rescue you from things and situations that he would personally hate being in, out of not understanding of Why Are You In There Voluntarily

“the most pernicious”: how the framing of the bi vs pan debate scapegoats pansexuals—there’s a pattern of falsely representing the situation as having one aggressor and one victim.

i’ve seen and experienced constant, endless panphobia throughout the rounds of the “bi vs pan debate” over the years and have encountered constant panphobia in what i’ve read about the topic, so it’s incredibly frustrating and disheartening when people discuss this “discourse” or “debate” as only negatively affecting bisexual people. pansexuals are erased from our own erasure, excluded from our own exclusion. we get thrown under the bus and then, while we’re sitting in a hospital bed with broken limbs, told we were never run over.