with a heart that offends

if you see me mass blogging on here it’s because i have an assignment 

believe in yourself like high school english teachers believe in their mentally unstable, gay students that like to write

Happy pride month specifically to folks on the asexual and aromantic spectrum who oftentimes feel isolated and left out of the conversation. You belong here as much as the rest of us and I hope that you are all loved in a way that is comforting to you.

my experience with being on both spectrums but specifically the ace one has been and continues to be very difficult✌️it has definitely been a journey,, but i am very grateful to have so much community and information and support through the internet specifically. it absolutely sucks sometimes and it can be isolating but i know i am COOL just the Way i am Yes and so are you

June 1st is TOMORROW. It means that GAY PEOPLE will exist, but only for ONE MONTH. Do not forget to buy your tickets to see them NOW, or else you will have to wait AN ENTIRE YEAR to be able to meet them AGAIN.

"you were always such a good kid! we never had to worry about you :)" thanks! you actually should've, though. like about this specifically

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

my aunt is watching some generic daytime tv talkshow and the hosts are very cheerfully going "yknow this AI thing isnt actually as cool as i thought it was- i keep noticing the google overview getting facts wrong! isnt that weird?" and its very funny watching regular middle aged people finally catch on. we did it lads it took long enough.

imo the term "walkable" in "walkable cities" should be understood to mean "wheelchair accessible" as well, not just literally "possible to walk in". the act of walking in a city doesn't automatically make it walkable

YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do