so when straight people ask me why I say I’m “queer” or “gay” instead of sharing my actual identity as a panromantic demisexual non-binary sapphic queer I just tell them “ok look, when you’re talking to someone who isn’t local and they ask you where you’re from and you either say the name of the largest city nearby or ‘town name, suburb of large nearby city’ so they can get some geographical context of where you’re located right, bc they’re probably not going to know the name of the little town you actually live in.”
but if you’re talking to a local you can say the name of your actual town bc they have a greater chance of knowing where/what that is.
ok well when I’m talking to a straight person I start with queer bc chances are they aren’t as familiar with the context of all the little towns in that big queer city and need gps (gay positioning system) to find me.
if I’m talking to another queer person and I say I live in a suburb of gay city in a town called panromantic on the demisexual side of the tracks which is in the county of queer and I live off the intersection of non-binary and sapphic, they’d probably be able to find me with little to no problems, make sense?
Please every time I see someone comment *even on IRL people* that they look like they give great hugs I WANT TO LUNGE AT THEM and tell them to sincerely FUCK OFF if they can't think of a single proper compliment that's not based on the person's fucking weight bffr
It fuels me with so much rage to see them be all proud of themselves too for giving niceguy™ energy
op turned off reblogs due to getting harassed over this post but i agree with this too hard .m y post now
my thought is: If Kim had any attraction to Harry during the case it would be tamped down immediately. little flickers of surface-level attraction mitotically snuffed out for weeks included the sketch for some of the pannels b/c I liked how they looked as sketches
I mean, fuck, I like bed. I like sleep. I like cozy blankies I like napping, I like to eep. I like Z catching and wink catching and counting sheep. I like doing beddie bye shit. Snooze it? Honk mimi
birds on a wire.
[oil slick halogen. the angels gave up on us. we’ll make do with feathers and tar.]
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