just gonna pin this for clarity’s sake but tumblr mobile is ass and if i don’t change the tags on any post i reblog from tag search it leaves the original tags intact as if they were mine and won’t let me change it, so my “my art” tag is completely fucked. i’m not actually claiming any of it is mine unless i’m like clearly the op, the amount of art that’s NOT mine outweighs the amount that actually is mine fix ur shit tumblr

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“tumblr became bad because of porn ban” “tumblr is bad because of bots” “tumblr is bad because there’s hateful people who post freely” THE AUDIO POST HAS A COPYRIGHT DETECTOR NOW. DOESNT ANYONE REMEMVER WHEN YOU COULD PUT ANY SONG ON HERE AND LISTEN AND SCROLL AND LOVE????????????? STOP SENDING ME TO SPOTIFY APP

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evrybody hate me and want me dead. except for god he said faggot! you will live forever

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about a month ago, my uncle asked if I had a significant other. I appreciate his gender inclusivity, of course.

I'm used to the question. it's not like it's something outrageous that he's asking. so I simply said no, that's not for me.

he looked at me and said "well, someday." not someday maybe, just.... someday.

of course I'm not quick to anger, but there's a part of me that's a little more defensive about my aroace identity. so I jumped to my defense.

my uncle isn't a bad guy, he's quite nice and tries his best to be respectful in the current political shit storm by supporting queer people. but apparently that does exclude me, an aroace.

I reiterated that I'm just not interested in a romantic or sexual partnership, and I really do not ever see that changing.

and he said something to the effect of "it's okay if you don't want that now."

and I said, "no, it's just okay that I don't want that."

and he said that I was pessimistic. as if I was secretly searching for a relationship or a partner, but was rejecting love because I could not find one.

I calmly (with all the rage in my veins) told him "no, a life without love or sex is something optimistic for me."

he had the gall to look horrified.

I'm sick of aroace people not being seen as normal human people when they don't want the outcome of their life to look like everyone else's. I'm sick of the white picket fence, I'm sick of the assumption that everyone has another half out there.

I'm whole on my own.