them: hey crazy lesbian bitch

I love asking people how their parents met. You always get an interesting reply. My best friend’s parents met on the relatively new internet in 1999. My other friend’s parents met at Burger King when one was the manager and the other was a regular customer. My parents met at the beach because they were neighbors in their rental houses, mom was on a church trip and dad was getting blackout drunk every night with his friends next door.

My aro ace friend has fictional men who he likes, it’s because they are fictional, being into fictional men is not the same as liking real men and just thinking men in fiction are neat isn’t the same as wanting to fuck them.

the knowledge that every man is gonna die at some point is something that gets me through even the darkest days.