Some nights, even knowing this will set my nervous system screaming, I want someone who will hold me close. I want someone I can build a life with; someone who is the other half of my soul.
Then I remember that this would probably require sex at some point.
Fuck.
I’ll just have to settle for turning into Carpe the cola aunt, with twenty dogs in tow.
The key to being happy is accepting where you are in life and making the most out of everyday.
Unknown (via tamaresc)
so apparently it was pepperony week and no one told me??? i did these silly doodles right after seeing homecoming, inspired by the film’s ending + a goofy convo with a friend :’)))
I found this shirt and couldn’t leave it in the store because it screamed ace positivity and made me so happy.
Positivity really is everything. I felt absolutely broken and “not right” or “not normal” before discovering the ace community on Tumblr. I have such a happier outlook on my life now.
Also, maybe others have noticed if you follow it, but the ace positivity tag has been bombarded by a few exclusionists. I’m not really one to get into bashing or even discourse, but I just wanted to say to all my people here that if you guys are as disappointed to see posts lately that are anything except uplifting about being ace I feel you. So let’s flood this tag with good feelings instead of trash. Being ace is awesome and there’s nothing wrong with anyone for being ace or aro or any other LGBT+ label.
Luther: “I have hair on my shoulders now. I don’t even have a joke for that, that’s how much I hate that shit.”
Diego: “Who’s that? Who are you? Whats that? What’s that over there? Don’t do that!”
Allison: “Get the fuck out of here with your technicalities. Just ’cause you’re accurate does not mean you’re interesting.”
Klaus: “I started when I was 13 years old because I stole 2 cigarettes from my older sister and I hid them in a shoebox under my bed with a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine.”
Number Five: “One black coffee”
Ben: “Just too anxious for a lot of things, I get nervous all the time, not even about like major life things, just about like everyday situations.”
Vanya: “My friend was telling me that his dad used to beat him with a belt and that’s just the setup to my story, so… forget about that poor son of a bitch”
Irish people; The faeries aren’t real
Irish people; No fucking way will I go in that faerie ring
Olympus has changed.
The balance of power has shifted.
Zeus still reigns as king, yes, but now no more than a figurehead.
Gone are the days of mortals quaking in fear at every thunderstorm, every drought, every flood. They have grown beyond that, evolved. They have figured ways around his wrath; levees, crops that grow in the desert, iron and steel and cables.
Zeus is no more than a figurehead on Olympus.
Gone are the days of his council, of Demeter and Poseidon and Hera.
The crops are managed by the mortals now, the seas pose little threat when they can see Poseidon’s wrath coming, plot course around it, or dive below the waves. Hera’s base is crumbling- what she protected, her narrow idea of marriage, is changing and broadening to include so much more. Aphrodite is inching in on her power, love taking place where obligation once stood.
Instead, Olympus is ruled by a parliament.
In a world that runs on fossil fuels and crude oils mined from beneath the earth, Hades’ power grows. His kingdom expands with every life lost in pursuit of his materials. The mortals are learning, their eyes are opening at the futility of this effort. They are beginning to turn to other methods- to Apollo and Zephyros and Persephone, but there will always be death. Hades wins either way.
The machines that guzzle the fuel? They belong to Hephaestus. The machines that take lives? They are his realm as well. Anything with a gear, and engine, a circuit board, or a blade belongs to the God of Fire. His crooked throne grows ever higher.
The old ways of thinking are dying. Those in power who have wielded it over the oppressed are falling from their perches, called to justice by the women they wronged. Peoples of all genders are coming out of the woodwork, less and less afraid to be who they are everyday. The social norms that separate the mortals based on a binary are crumbling. Athena waits, and smiles. Her time has come once more.
But above all, one God’s power has risen exponentially. Roads cross-cross the world like the scars on a whipped man’s back. Currency flows like water, more and more essential by the day. Hephaestus’ machines and Hades’ fuels only further his power. Places of commerce spring up like weeds among enclaves of mortals- they will travel miles to go to one market and miles to another with nary a thought. The internet connects them all- relating messages, parcels, commerce, gambling… all his realm.
Zeus may be king of Olympus, but Hermes holds the power.
The establishment of heaven has fallen. The Patriarch is powerless.
The Outcast, the Disabled, the Feminist, and the Clever Criminal have risen up and seized the throne, if not in name, then in deed.
It won’t be long before the mortals do the same.
The pioneers of a warless world are the young men who refuse military service.
Albert Einstein (via infj-misc)
Man of the moment Keanu Reeves has shown his generosity by giving away £50 million of his earnings from the Matrix sequels. The 38-year-old decided to hand over the money to the unsung heroes of the sci-fi blockbusters - the costume and special effects teams.
When I was in high school, I was in the GSA club and I was taught that the A in LGBTQIA was for ally. So I was like “I guess I must be an ally” because I was drawn to the community but didn’t relate to any of the other identities. I have crushes on boys all the time but I finally realized my crushes are a bit different than most people’s. I’m like “aw, wow he’s so cute , I just want to make him smile because his smile is aesthetically pleasing and hang out with him, and maybe we could hold hands.” I never knew people actually really had sexual thoughts about other people. I heard it in songs and all sorts of media but assumed it was all exaggerations. I somehow stumbled across the term asexual and was super confused because I never thought about sexual attraction. Like, what is that?? Apparently a thing most people feel, so as I continued reading on about the ace spectrum, I was astonished there was a word for how I felt. It took me a while to use the label for myself because I never heard of the term before and I didn’t want people to think I was making it up for attention. I knew I didn’t like girls the way I liked boys, so I thought I must be straight. I tried some sexual stuff and I was semi grossed out , semi bored. That’s when I started putting everything together and I was like “there’s no way I’m not ace.”
THIS IS WHY THIS WEEK IS SO IMPORTANT. If I was aware asexuality was a real and valid sexual orientation, I wouldn’t have had to try and be heterosexual. If other people were aware of asexuality, they wouldn’t have to invalidate me when I come out to them by saying things like “You’re not a plant”, “You haven’t met the right person yet,” “You’re still so young,” etc. If I haven’t met the right person yet, that probably makes me demi sexual , first of all, because I’m 19 and have never felt sexual attraction. Second of all, isn’t it funny that you’re never too young to identify as straight?? Anyways, I no longer consider myself straight because I’m aware of my differences and I’m aware that there’s nothing wrong with that.