Welcome To The Graveyard

Noah

Adult

Agender aroace

Pronouns: he/him, she/her, they/them (I don't really care what you call me)

In a happy a relationship with my lifelong queer platonic partner/best friend

US based

Emo/Alt

Nature lover

Aspiring author

Gamer

Book lover

Animal lover

Wolf hearted

Otaku

Science lover

I love reading and writing and buying books/manga when I can. But reading and writing aren't the only things I enjoy doing. I also love to play video games, watch anime/TV shows, collect rocks/marbles, skateboard, go bike riding, walk, take naps, listen to music, and hang out with family and friends.

What I Blog About:

Open to general asks or dms

Interactive story games

Small daily life events

Video games

My writing

Books

Writing Updates

Book reviews

Music

Politics (not much)

Nature

Manga/Anime/Manhwa

Science

Wolves

Aroace/agender

My furry babies

Reblogging things that I either like or find important

I mainly blog for fun

Warning: I will sometimes go back to edit on a post and update how a post looks

What Is Unwelcome Here:

Bigotry

Transphobia

Lgbtqia+ hate

Racism

Ableism

Discrimination of any kind

Ace/Aro hate

Maga

Warning: such comments will be either deleted or blocked

Watch until 8:21

I don't care what political party someone is from—right or left; I was taught to always hold empathy in my heart for the other person.

Please be safe!

404 error.

That was how I have always felt about gender, even to this day. An error. It just never seemed to register with me, no matter what others told me.

"There's no way you don't identify as..."

"It's normal to not feel gender..."

"You are female..."

"Stop being that way..."

Yada, yada, yada. It was mainly from total strangers and young peers as a kid, but as I matured, it started to come from some who were in my social circle.

But gender never really clocked in with me, no matter what I was told. I just didn't have an internal sense of what being a gender meant or felt like, and nor did I care to try to be one.

It felt weird too, as though I was pretending to be something that I wasn't.

Maybe without this experience, I never would've started questioning things at such an early age and realized how I felt about gender.

Maybe I would've still found the word "agender" but at much later date than now.

Who knows.

I am an agender person, and I am proud of it despite what others try to tell me.

RIP

I had to share this, lol!

Yesterday we were in the basement for a tornado warning, but my big baby was howling and pawing at everyone to be let outside.