My Bisexual-ass: I Go Both Ways

You have no idea how much I want this mass migration to tumblr to be real. I would love it if there was an entire ecosystem on tumblr of tiktokers who don't know or don't want to reblog anything, so they are functionally incapable of interacting with the rest of this website. Nothing is funnier to me

i don’t think i’ll ever get over this

tag yourself as… the four elements

water: cautious, likes to plan, rewatches comfort movies, nostalgic for the old times, makes spotify playlists for themselves, pastels, sending out positive vibes to everyone, crying softly at 4am, wears the same 5 shirts

fire: passionate, excellent eyeliner, confident, likes to perform, acts cool but is secretly emotional underneath, bold/dark colors, loves challenges, gets mad and forgives just as quickly, sometimes lonely, wouldn’t change for anyone

air: flexible, argumentative, loves coming up with new ideas, bath bombs, acrylics and graffiti, iphone for life, hair in a messy bun, likes puns, cat person, vibrant personalities, taking 2 hour naps, 100 obsessions

earth: caring, makes a spreadsheet of friends’ favorite things, loves the environment, secretly competitive, fairy lights, wishes everyone would be kinder, would fight for beliefs, clumsy, holds grudges

rb to have a super gay 2023

As someone who changed his name just for fun when I thought I was still cis, i promise most people are ok with accepting a new name, even if you lie and say it’s a nickname. I promise. It’s really easy to just casually go “hey I wanna go by Bob now, it’s an old nickname I wanna bring back” like. Just start introducing yourself to new ppl, no one knows better. and if someone accidentally deadnames you just go haha no I go by my nickname now.

It sucks that ppl treat nicknames as more sacred than trans ppls choice names but still.

types of people: elements

Fire: impulsive midnight roadtrips, hot showers, red lipstick, the warm buzz of spicy peppers, overthinking and overloving, sea salt and vinegar chips, completely passionate about everything she does, wandering art museums without a care, neon lights and glowsticks, a little messy but she tries, pop rocks, bright flashing eyes that dance in the candlelight, accidentally snorting when she laughs, a face you can’t forget even after nights you can’t remember, casual touching, the secret thrill when a lover’s hand touches the small of the back, tiny powerful tattoos, late August nights, creased book spines, cursive, always there without fail.

Air: lemon-lime seltzer water, bullet journals, old grandfather clocks, shimmery highlighter, fireflies, the smell of honey, ethereal and effervescent, always making everyone in the room laugh, opening gifts on Christmas morning, suggestive winks, fruity herbal tea, light wash jeans, philosophical discussions turning into heated debates into spontaneous make out sessions, cherry limeade, sunrises on mountaintops, classical music, gardenia soy candles, early riser, dew drops on the grass, mood swings with the weather, doodles on the cuffs of her jeans, young heart old soul, dancing in the rain, indecisive, inspirational quotes, destined to do great things.

Water: paint-speckled hands,  telescopes, freckles smattered across noses, old books, a little bit lost, bites her lip unconsciously, flowy dresses, iced coffee, stolen glances across the room, adrenaline rushes, inside jokes, a bookworm letting her hair down, shooting stars, she acts like summer and walks like rain, jazz music, always has chapstick, hides emotions until it all comes out in one big rush, sings to herself, acoustic guitars, kisses under willow trees, pressed flowers, always has a story to tell, salty ocean air, breaths of stardust, handwritten love letters that smell of perfume, bare feet, acts like she doesn’t care but she cares too much, wandering always

Earth: pine needles and campfire smoke, loving hugs that you didn’t know you needed, sandy feet on dashboards, surprisingly dark sense of humor, steadfast and loyal, full-bodied red wine, loves medieval history, haunted European castles, honeycomb, newsprint left on fingers from reading the latest headline, jasmine rose perfume, cracked lips, fast falling lights as things progress, van Gogh’s sunflowers, grass stains, feels small when looking out at the universe, iron will, combat boots, stopped clocks, scattered rose petals, deep conversations at 2am, bruised kneecaps, the perfect winged eyeliner, black and white movies, sitting on rooftops

if we’re dating and you see me lying down on my bed, you’re 100% allowed to just lay down on top of me