ceilingfan5:

Love

Love

Love love love

Sticky stuff poetry’s made of

Shines like syrup in the bottle 

Burns like acid, twists and mottles

Curls like ribbon, sweet and charming

Leaves a hollow pit, alarming

Surely this can’t be the stuff 

That makes your guts marshmallow fluff

Consider, hollow, haunted, aching,

Certainly they’re not all faking

So what makes you the odd one out?

Disbelief becomes self doubt

Becomes a horror neverending

Destined for a bitter ending–

Maybe something here is broken

A thing that should remain unspoken

Lest they understand what’s missing

And abandon you for touching, kissing–

For partners, bedrooms, dates and marriage

How cruel of you to itch, disparage–

When it’s your turn, you’ll understand,

The promise makes you just feel damned

To be alone, alone, alone,

A fate like death to be bemoaned–

How could you forsake hope like this?

Love is fate, is home, is bliss

Is something you’re allergic to

Something you lack the point of view

To comprehend, to touch, to know,

This fourth-dimension puppet show

You grasp at frames one at a time

They slip away, like jello, slime,

A puzzle missing half the pieces,

Concept as grippable as grease is.

Big picture insight keeps evading

While friends and foes are serenading

You’re doing calculus to appear 

Like someday too you’ll be held dear

But ever aching, chilling, howling

The truth is always watching, prowling

The chest hole where your heart should be

It never seems to hear your plea.

Perhaps it isn’t what it seems–

Blow that dream to smithereens

And comb the ashes for some insight

A different game, with effort, still might

Give you something to make sense of

Perspective helps drop pretense of

Love, love, love, love, oh love love love:

End all be all, below, above–

Romance might be for them, but you

Have a life to live for too. 

It might take some renovation,

Letting go of a fixation–

The world gave you a gift at birth

Set the orbit of your self worth–

Sweet satellite, my moon, my stars,

The world is theirs as much as ours

For love of flavors vast and varied

And things beyond the hope you carried.

The end is not a bed, a ring,

A galaxy so vast it sings

Awaits your heart, and soul, and feet.

This feast will take a life to eat–

My un-damned creature, your echo

Expects you, and if you let go

You’ll find there’s more than survival.

Go! We expect your arrival. 

You do not have to be the same

To live a life without that shame. 

It may take time to understand,

But i know you can withstand

A world not built for those like you.

You will find you are not alone,

The shackles shed, the seeds all sown,

Love, love love, love love love love, it

Isn’t fate. Romance can shove it. 

purplespaceacedraws:

[image ID; nine drawings of cats. The line art is the same on all of them. Two of the cats are sitting, and one is standing; all three are looking at the camera. Covering their paws is a tan banner. The cats are colorpicked from pride flags. The banner beneath them states the pride flag that they’re from. The first cat is patched, the second is a tabby, and the third is a tortoiseshell. The first flag is demigirl, the second is asexual, the third is agender, the fourth is trans, the fifth is non-binary, the sixth is genderflux, the seventh is demisexual, the eighth is aromantic asexual, and the ninth is genderfluid. End image ID]
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essays-nobody-needed:

was playing around with some prose, they’re not very good but I thought I’d share anyway

My mom likes to ask if I’m in love with my best friend

And although I love the boy, I’m not in love with him

But I grin and blush when I tell her no

I’m not ready to let go

Of the image of me and him walking down the aisle

I know how much that makes my mother smile

I’m scrubbing my neck to get rid of your lipstick stain

Washing your sweet sugar perfume down the drain

He’s the one that holds my hair back when I’m sick

But I can’t stop thinking about the taste of your strawberry chapstick

Sometimes I rest my head on his to remind him that I care

And he knows how much I love it when he runs his fingers through my hair

And he loves me for the things I do when my mom is unaware

He’d be the perfect, golden partner for anyone but me

Because when I kiss my best friend I don’t feel anything

I wish that I’d grown up with a different life

The kind where I could picture a world with you as my wife

But all I can do is kiss your hand in my pitch black basement

If I was choosing who to marry I know it never could be you

But when I live with my best friend I hope I’ll get to kiss you too

irenekohstudio:

Custom design for a customer who requested for Aroace pride kawaii cats on pancakes - see 2nd image.

Do we have any aroace in here?

Letme know if you love this design. I’ll be happy to make it available for you at irenekohstudio.com if you do. 

xoxo

Irene

today, i’ve been out as nonbinary & aroace for a whole 6 months.

here’s to me

happy out-iversary :,)

had a dream last night that i was demisexual (& still aro)

don’t really know how i feel abt it to be honest

so i identify as aroace aka a part of the lgbtq+ community

and as you probably know, the beautiful lgbtq+ community has adopted the term “fruity” as a que to being queer

i just so happen to absolutely hate fruit. like genuinely, i think it’s disgusting.

although this is a complete coincidence, i think it’s very funny XD

From one of your friends on the ace spectrum. (me)

Some nice aromantic and asexual moodboards from @vincent.van.kit on Instagram

I’m done with amatonormativity in schools, oh my god it’s driving me mad. The looks of pity my teachers give me when I mention that I don’t want to be in a relationship.When they tell me that I’ll grow out of it, that I’ll find the right person later along the road. I give up explaining to them that, THAT is not what I want. I want to live in an apartment with my friends and my cats. I want to live a full life, and that doesn’t mean with a spouse or children. I’m seen as immature for not wanting the “typical” family. Well guess what mes amis? Deal with it <3

Which of these ACEs do you like? Team Cats? Team Skulls? or the Kitty Skull Combo?

Find these spookies & cuties at Irenekohstudio

Pride Cat shirt giveaway! Join Amberly’s giveaway on Tiktokand get a chance to win a pride cat shirt (from Irenekohstudio) of your own choice.

How to join?

1. Click link the tiktok link and follow Amberly’s instructions on how to win.

The winner will be chosen on May 1st. GOODLUCK

justlgbtthings:

lgbtq starry night subtle pride desktop wallpapers / blog headers

lesbian | gay/mlm

bi | trans

lgbtq/gay | pan

ace | aro

aroace | nonbinary

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