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There are only 2 genders

Please people thee are only two genders…. I can’t believe that Tumblr is allowed to exist and make up all these ridiculous identities and not have all its users in mental health facilities. 

I wanna tell you guys a story,

Not too long ago, my friend Bella came out as aromantic to me, and now I’ve got some things to say.

I was the one who told her what aromantic means, because I was explaining different sexual orientations to her. I remember saying, “Asexualiy is when you have romantic attraction, but no sexual attraction.”

Bella immedently, without missing a beat, asked, “Is there an opposite to that?”

I asked what she meant, and she asked if there was a term for sexual attraction but no romantic attraction. I told her about aromantics. She got weirdly quiet, then excused herself.

Not two weeks later I was heading to my boat. I was supposed to meet Bella and another one of our muteral friends there for a day of fishing.

As soon as I was in earshot, I saw Bella storming off the boat, and our other friend standing there like an idiot. Boi had no idea what was happening.

Anyway, Bella isn’t looking where she’s going and walks smack dab into me. That’s when I realized she was crying. Puffy red eyes, wet cheeks, the whole nine yards… And if you know anything about Bells, she does not cry. Ever.

She’s been through some serious crap in her life, and she does not cry. She’s tough as nails. Bella has a steel core. She does not not cry. I’ve seen her fall off a roof and break her arm before, not a single tear. I can’t stress this enough, Bella. Doesn’t. Cry.

So seeing her in tears shook me. I took her by the shoulders and escorted her somewhere more private where we could talk. We ended up in the women’s restroom, which was weird as fuck for me, because haven’t been in a woman’s rest room for years. Luckily it was empty, and I’m realistic, I know I don’t pass so well, so I don’t think anyone would have said anything anyway.

Before I can even ask her what’s wrong she hugs me around my middle and burys her face in my hoodie. Then, in a voice I can only describe as traumatized, she says, “I think I’m broken.”

I’ve never seen her in so much pain, and Bella and I are CLOSE. She’s one of my dearest friends. She’s like my little sister, but if she’s like my sister, our other muteral friend is like her twin. He and Bella have know each other WAY longer, they’re practically inseparable. They come as a pair. They’re a duo. They’re a package deal.

Appearently, said muteral friend asked Bella out and forcefully kissed her. She shoved him off, and told him she’s aromantic, which she only recently figured out. She wasn’t ready to be out, but this muteral friend left her no choice. She tried telling him no, and he didn’t listen. Bella saw no other option.

Quote on quote, this is what he said to Bella. “That’s okay. You just haven’t dated me yet. We’ve been like, unofficially together for years. You’re probably just freaked out that it’s finally going somewhere.”

After that I’m not 100% clear on what happened, but apparently Bella kept saying no Nd trying to explain herself, but he kept insisting he could ‘fix her.’

Eventudally she started crying and stormed away. That’s when I found her.

Keep in mind, this was her first experience coming out, and her best, closest friend insisted he could fix her and forcefully kissed her. I found out later he also implied corrective rape would ‘solve the problem.’

Bella was traumatized. She’s still traumatized. I tried to make her feel better by buying her an aro pride shirt, and taking her go a local LGBTQ+ hang out. I wanted her to be around like minded people, so she could see she wasn’t broken, and her identity deserved to be respected.

Instead of a warm, welcoming environment… The first thing someone said to her was, “This place is for REAL lgbt people. You don’t belong here.” He also implied she wasn’t human.

Just think about that for a minute. Her first experiences with being an out aromantic have been limited to;

A person she trusted more than anyone forcing himself upon her, claiming she was ill, and needed to be fixed. (Raped.)

Sobbing in my arms in the women’s restroom because she thought she was broken and defective.

Being told she wasn’t welcomed in LGBTQ+ spaces and called inhuman.

This isn’t what I want for her. Bella deserves better than this. She needs a support system, not all this crap. I’ve spent the past week trying to undo all the damage exclusionists, arophobes, and people she trusted did.

Aromantics and asexuals belong in the LGBTQ+ community. You literally cannot change my mind.

Don't you just LOVE how families work?

So, a while ago, I told my family, which consists of my Mom (33), Dad (37), little brother (10), and little sister (7), that I'm gender fluid.

A while back, before I told them, my sister and I dressed up our brother in a black and white checkered dress, a light pink petticoat underneath the dress, black high heels, a magenta scarf with silver sequins, and a light brown and black feminine sunhat. Afterwards, he let me do his makeup, too. We even gave him a gender bent name. Since then, we've dressed him up like that one other time.

After telling him what I meant when I told him I was gender fluid, he's started doing the same. Today, me, both of my siblings, my mom, and a friend of my sister's (also a 7 year old girl) were walking into town and my brother was walking in the front with myself and my mom bringing up the rear, the two girls in the middle. My mom started singing that "following the leader" song, finishing with "-wherever he may go." I joked around, saying, "Are you assuming his gender?" My mom responded with, "Yeah, until he tells me otherwise." So, I nudged my brother and said, "Well, are you going to tell her?" He shyly mumbled, with this slightly embarrassed grin, "I'm gender fluid." Our mother proceeded to ask what my brother identified as, getting a response of, "They/Them." She then proceeded to sing the ending of the same song, instead finishing with, "-wherever they may go," without asking questions or anything.

I've even talked to my mom about getting me masculine clothes to dress in since I only have feminine clothes. She really didn't care, and I mean that in the way of her completely accepting my request without any arguments or anything like that.

As much as I like how my parents accept me, it kinda hurts seeing as I have a friend who is asexual and pansexual (we like to joke around and say she's "a pan" because of this). The only issue is that her family's religion doesn't allow LGBTQ+. I'm not in any place to help her convince them otherwise, but instead am forced to watch from the sidelines. It especially hurts since her parents live on opposite sides of the country. She lives with her mom in Oregon (where I live, too) while her father lives in Georgia. Since she's semi intimidated by her father, it only makes it that much less possible for her to come out.

Now, I understand that it's pretty much impossible to change an adult's opinion on things like this, but I also know that the younger a person is, the easier it is to change their minds.

Wouldn't the world be a better place if we all either agreed to disagree or agreed that homophobia is honestly ridiculous? What is the point of homophobia? It doesn't hurt you or anything to even exist in the same space as a member of the LGBTQ+ community. What's the issue? We don't carry a disease or an infection or anything like that. I see no issues with us that should concern anyone.

Why don't we just get along? In the end, we're all still human.

I'm Sans! Nice.

Yay I’m Chara :P

That happens to me a lot. Trust me, I know the feeling.

that struggle when u try to draw ur art idea but it ends up looking like trash 😑 

Thug... Dogs... What??? The hell????? I don't understand at all...

KNUCK-TAT GENERATOR

Use your birthday to figure out your own personal knuckle tattoos!

January: DRUG February: HATE March: DICK April: REAL May: DIRT June: THUG July: CASH August: GIRL September: FIST October: SHIT November: BUTT December: KILL 1st: CITY 2nd: RIOT 3rd: FACE 4th: FEAR 5th: GRIN 6th: WOLF 7th: PISS 8th: RASH 9th: DOGS 10th: TITS 11th: LUBE 12th: SAND 13th: FIRE 14th: KIDS 15th: BIRD 16th: NERD 17th: BOYS 18th: MOMS 19th: DADS 20th: VEIN 21st: WURM 22nd: FART 23rd: TRAP 24th: MOAN 25th: HOLE 26th: KING 27th: FUCK 28th: EYES 29th: LIFE 30th: LOVE 31st: STAB

Man, everything is just harder, yet easier at the same time nowadays, huh?

Since the quarantine started where I am, things are... Confusing, to say the least. I didn't think I could be any more stressed, but I was apparently wrong.

Big shocker.

I thought I wasn't able to have any more weight on my shoulders of all my school work, just piling up more and more. (Sophomore year of highschool: not really a nice experience if you're in my position.) Again, I was wrong. If anything, it's probably a lot worse.

Big surprise.

Hell, even heating up something for breakfast is harder for me to handle in the morning. I somehow failed the simplest task.

What can I say? I guess my insomnia, ADHD, and me not being a morning person all just sorta teamed up on me. (Small, brief explanation: the schools in my school district have been doing this thing where they send out buses to give out food to anyone that needs it. That's where I got the doughnut.)

All throughout the weekdays, I'm sat at my dining room table, sitting opposite of my dad who has his own setup for his job. That's both an okay thing and a bad thing. I love my dad, I really do, but having to be across the table from him to do my school work? Yeah, he's a total dork and as much as I enjoy him being a goofball, his constant meetings and his randomness is distracting. Not as distracting as my mom, younger brother, and little sister, though.

Mom has a short temper and not necessarily enough patience to work with my sister to make her get her school work done. Every now and then, I can hear Mom yelling at my sister for messing around instead of working or acting like she doesn't know how to answer a problem. Not to mention that if the two kids get all of their work done, my brother is either in his room watching anime (something he picked up from yours truly) or out in the living room where my sister hangs out. Usually, if that's the case, they typically argue, roughhouse, or something else that includes the two being loud and obnoxious.

Just another reason I don't get all my assignments done and turned in on time.

I've been trying to get a break over weekends, playing video games, just lazing around the house, and chatting and role-playing via text with my girlfriend. It helps, a lot, but not well enough.

I still have chores and things I have to do all the time. Dishwasher, litter box, the ever growing disaster mine and my sister's bedroom is, the pile of clothes on the floor in our room that I need to get put away, but either forget or am too busy, and last, but DEFINITELY not least, the piles and piles of work I have to get done. Even so, I have at least ONE thing I THINK I can look forward to:

My birthday is coming up.

The nice thing is that the whole "social distancing" thing was lightened up enough to (from what my parents have told me) allow gatherings of up to 15 people..... I think...

But, as nice as that is, my birthday is in the middle of the week, last I checked.

On the 9th of June, I can look forward to turning 16 and possibly getting to see multiple friends at once, but I also have classes that particular day. Fun..

Well, I mean, on the bright side, my mom likely wouldn't want my 16th birthday to end up not being well spent since she hadn't had that when she had her's.

All in all, this quarantine has been both a good and bad thing in my case. Not to mention my distancing from my girlfriend helped not just myself, but both of us both to discover a lot more about our sexualities.

I knew I was demisexual and pansexual, but it turns out that I'm also polyamorous, which is honestly hard to explain how I did, but that's a story for another day... For the longest time, my girlfriend always thought she was panromantic and apothysexual, but because of the distancing between us, she found out that she was a (hardcore) lesbian.

Who would've thought that all it took to find out that much more about ourselves was a quarantine and not being able to see each other very much?

I scared... I is not sure... >~<" I don't know why I'm even doing this......

See what your followers think of you.

BLACK = I would date you.

GREEN = I think you’re cute.

BLUE = You are my tumblr crush.

GREY = I wish you would notice me.

PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

TEAL = We have a lot in common.

YELLOW = I don’t know you at all.

ORANGE = I don’t like your blog.

BROWN = I don’t like you.

PINK = I think you are unattractive.

RED = I hate you with a burning passion.

WHITE = You scare me.

RAINBOW = BED PLZ.

SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something.

MAROON = You taught me something new.

CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.

PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh

MAUVE = You are really talented

BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better.

CYAN = We have very little in common

THISTLE = I only just started following you

INDIGO = I’ve been following you for a long time

FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold

COPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it)

VERMILION = You make me feel passionate

HONEYDEW = I want to call you by a nickname

LAVENDER = You inspire me

CORAL = You’re a meme

UMBER = I want to know more about you

FORGET-ME-NOT = You remind me of somebody

RAZZMATAZZ = I would share my favorite food with you

ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about you

WINE = You make me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class

SAFFRON = I love your ideas

TIMBERWOLF = I trust you

FALLOW = I want to run through the Northern wilderness barefoot with you

PLUM = I’d like to chat with you

TANGERINE = I love your aesthetic

SAGE = You make me cry

CRIMSON = We should collaborate on something!

VIRIDIAN = I wanna hang out on your blog

CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie

BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

I must learn how to do this.

=3=….wut

YES. OMG. I'M DYING

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