I'm Obsessed With "vampire Empire" From Big Thief, And That's Because Every Time I Hear

because the og post had reblog bait and really doesnt help people with ocd:

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If you ever want to talk: My tumblr ask is always open.

It's so curious how there's a high chance that I'll never know my cause of death, because maybe it will be something sudden that my brain won't process at all before dying and then other people will know. But I won't.

I tattooed the color of your lips on mine because your kiss wasn't available

recognising people's ao3 usernames in the kudos is like taking out a library book and seeing a familiar name like ah, yes, we are both connoisseurs of the art. cheers bitch 🥂

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

Don’t go wasting your emotion Lay all your love on me

This year I spent almost half of my paycheck to throw myself a birthday party and my mom asked me why I was putting so much effort on my own birthday and I felt like crying because I just know that if I didn't do something for my birthday there wouldn't be anything, it would be just like any other day.

In 19 years of my life, I only had 3 birthday parties and in 2 I bought or baked my own cake.

It's always "aros can still date!" "aros can still be in (any type of non-romantic or romantic) relationships!" "aros aren't heartless!" "aros can still love in different ways!"

Well, sure, you do you.

But not all of us. A lot of us are *completely* non-partnering. There's loveless aros. Aplatonic aros. Hell, even heartless is a label some aros use!

We don’t need to do anything to "replace" the romantic relationships we don’t have. People can be completely happy alone! Without a partner! (Shocking, I know!)

I'm just a bit tired of all the amatonormativity I still see under some of the trending aro-positivity posts...

Every Nico Di Angelo fan focusing more on the background of the episode than the actual plot