Asexual Poetry

[asexual-poetry]

Autistic Ollie 2nd Draft.pdf

AUTISTIC OLLIE

[asexual-poetry]

The number for each film is the difference between its actual domestic gross and its projected domestic gross (from its opening day).

A good movie (to its audience) should have positive word of mouth that leads it to outperform its opening box office. Similarly, a bad movie will have bad word of mouth and subsequently under-perform.

So, the number is how much the domestic gross of the movie was raised by it being above average, or how much it was lowered by the movie being below average.

“Wonder Woman” did incredibly well relative to its opening day, while “Batman v Superman” & “Suicide Squad” wildly underperformed.

[wordsnquotes]

No matter how sure you are that a friend will be there for you, it’s the greatest feeling when the time comes and there they are.

Robert Brault (via wordsnquotes)

What person could be so corrupted by greed as to see you and leave you in trouble or need? Indeed, even greed would ensure they assist as your friendship is ever a fountain of bliss

:)

[sexyandthethief]

my friend told me to watch this cooking video while listening to sad music. so i mixed a little something for you all

[toxic-ponies]

THIS IS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING THING IVE SEEN ON THIS STUPID WEBSITE

[asexual-poetry]

1) damn it, man! YOU HEAT THE CHILI IN THE SERVING BOWL! It's like you WANT to have to wash an extra dish!

2) If he had said "or you can eat it all yourself while watching re-runs, then leave the dirty dishes in the sink when you finally stumble to bed" it would be a horrifying glimpse into sadly non-distant future...

[betterbemeta]

oh my god

it’s because you’re evil

you can read this article here and it’s despicable and framed as a “declutter your life and get your kids to appreciate the moment~ by busting ~stuff addiction~ story

but the story goes that this mom was on a trip with her daughter and her daughter wanted a toy, and the parents said “no” and then the mom fixates on how her daughter couldn’t enjoy the ~amazing things~ they saw on their shitty family trip because she wanted to get that toy so bad.

so in retribution the mom on a cleaning spree took away not one, but every single toy her daughter had

and then began crowing about the amazing benefits that on the next trip the daughter didn’t ask for a single thing! and was quiet and manageable and shut up and “enjoyed” the moment and everything her parents wanted her to! amazing a child’s “addiction” to toys was cured!

toys are the only thing a kid owns. they are the only thing they have control over. When your kid goes to disney world or whatever with you, they are not in control even if they wanted to go. They did not choose to go to disney world. they can’t leave if they wanted to. they can’t pick how they get there, or where they go when they arrive.what may seem like “enjoying the moment” to an adult is actually “made to be a prop as a kid and dragged around when they didn’t choose to be, or to even go in the first place.”

this is not to say you can’t go someplace with your kid without it being miserable. I loved, and still love, going to museums with my family, for example. But when I was a kid, I didn’t pick to go or not. I was fortunate I had parents that listened to me and brought me places I enjoyed, rather than just brought me wherever and demanded I “enjoy the moment.” And usually, I got to buy one small thing when we went out, especially if my parents also bought things. It helped me feel like I was part of the trip.

God. I want to bring this lady’s poor kid out to that build-a-dino place and buy them their dino toy. It’s clear they tossed out what the kid actually likes and is interested in for the sake of this “declutter your life~bargain bin nameste~” horsecrap. Now the kid has nothing that’s their own and has been taught that asking for their interests is punished by everything they enjoy being taken away.

And who cares if the kid “forgets” about the toy after the trip? that doesn’t mean they never wanted it or could have done with out it. A kid is a kid, their memories don’t stretch back more than 10 years, a week or a month is a long time to them and an afternoon can change their mind. Disrespecting your kid’s wishes and taking every toy they have (and you gave them!) so they can pay attention to you and your horrible ego trips

like this may be what she says

Had I not experienced it with my own eyes, I would’ve never believed that an addiction to stuff could be broken that quickly.  The truth is that when I took all their stuff away, I was terrified at what would happen.  I worried that I was scarring them for life, depriving them of some essential developmental need, taking away their ability to self-entertain.

In reality, the opposite has happened.  Instead of being bored, they seem to have no shortage of things to do.  Their attention span is much longer and they are able to mindfully focus on their task at hand.  They color or read for hours at a time and happily spend the entire afternoon playing hide & seek or pretend.

They are far more content, able to appreciate the blessings that they do have, and able to truly enjoy the moment they are in without always having to move on to the next thing.  They are more creative and patient, more willing to share, far more empathetic towards the plight of others, and, with little to fight over, they hardly fight at all.

but what happened was that now that she’s romanticizing that her kids now have fewer boundaries, fewer things to do, ask less of her (and don’t kids always have to ask less and less and less!) and don’t get to enjoy the things their peers might like + talk about.

Your kids have no concept about being more “creative and patient,” lady. Kids just do what they do and don’t have any of this romanticization of their behaviors. Your kids have to be more empathetic, because without catering to their mother or to their peers who might have toys, they don’t have their own lives to retreat to now. And sure, they can play pretend. But like, so did I. And I had toys. And just because I was still playing as a kid didn’t mean I wasn’t miserable or was ~cured~ of having no friends and being bullied. Kids do not play because they are happy or healthy. kids play because that’s all their lives contain and if you take away their toys they HAVE to find a new alternative somehow. Sad kids still play.

 I wonder if she’s purposefully omitting the times that her kids being forced to play entirely in their mother’s territory with no personal boundaries have resulted in destruction of her home. But then again, these are her little angels~ who have become good kids~ when they were corrupted by the horrors of materialism~ are even capable of being miserable anymore.

I loathe this woman. Rescue her kids.

[mete-moi-meli]

I played pretend for hours and hours and hours and I did it with my toys. I wouldn’t have started writing if I wasn’t able to create characters with them and build worlds out of Lego. My first novel stems back to the characters I created from my toys.

The only reason I never did more creative~ things was because they involved my parents getting out newspaper and paints, or saving me cardboard boxes, and even when I did my most creative project as a kid was to build my own doll house. Y’know. My own toy.

Toys are designed to stimulate play. Toys are designed to be played with. If a kid builds her own dinosaur she’s building a character and you can bet she’s going to play with it. She’ll introduce it to her other stuffed animals and they’ll come to life and if that isn’t creative I don’t know what is.

In her follow-up article she says “In that moment, I just wanted to completely clear their room of everything.” She says “I hate toys that have a billion pieces”. She says “Seeing the changes in my children was definitely a catalyst for change in myself as well.”

In her article on making her kids tidy their room she is just the same:

She characterises it as a battle that “I am winning.”

She gives the classic “Someday they’ll get it” justification.

Her husband seems to feel “a mixture of pity and fear” but it doesn’t bother her.

“There is no negotiation.  Our home is not a democracy.”

She gives the kids no input in what is valuable to them if she deems it worthless. “Papers & junky party favors or prizes are usually tossed immediately (when the kids aren’t looking!)” She goes behind their backs with their own things (not that she respects their property).

“I truly don’t expect perfection from my kids. I expect them to listen and obey and to do their best”

She doesn’t give a damn about what her kids want; she talks about herself and her struggle and her self-righteous authoritarianism. And in the tidying article she reveals that her kids are three and six.

Just look at this bedroom.

This is sad.

[betterbemeta]

NOTE: This post was edited since I reblogged it, and the edit included a lot of important points, so I’m re-reblogging it with my original comment to preserve the new version.

I needed to reblog this addition and I’m sorry it’s a super long post now but it’s so important. I played pretend with my toys all the time because that’s… what you use toys for? My mom saw this post and felt sorry for the kids, told me that she bets those kids now furtively play with rocks, rags, and household items wary their mom will take them away, too or say those things aren’t for playing.

The thing I told her and I’ll add on here too is that when I was a kid, I was lucky enough to have parents that let me pick my own toys. Chances are, this mom didn’t actually get her kid toys that appealed to her kid’s interest. Like how many barbies did her mom give her that now the mom complains her kid never can “focus” on playing with? And now she wants a dinosaur toy that she picked out for herself and that’s too much? it sounds like the mom is more angry at all the stuff she threw at her kid (or that her kid was coerced into getting) wasn’t being “appreciated” in a way that gratified her, so she destroyed it all

like in the end this mom is self-congratulatory that her kids now behave in the way she wants for her control freak minimalist neat and tidy showroom-floor aesthetic how terrible is that?

[rinwolfy]

This is how you get your child to 1. Never trust you again 2. Develop anxiety in asking you for anything, ever I am so sick of these ~modern~ parents who shove their beliefs down their kids’ throats when the kids have 0 idea what’s going on. They probably thought they were being punished. If I had a kid tell me her mom threw away all her toys, I’d have a shitton to say to her mother and there’d be some choice words along with pulling up links on emotional abuse. What a fucking demon of a mother.

[asexualadvice]

So apparently people have starting calling themselves things like "pansexual aces". or "straight aces". How can this possibly make sense. I get really frustrated when I see things like this because my identity as an ace is constantly being denied or questioned or invalidated and the shit I've seen today is just utterly ridiculous.

I feel you, acenon. It’s frustrating. I am never quite sure how people choose to use two contradictory labels. 

In some cases, the people simply lack understanding and education. They don’t realize that romantic orientations are a thing. They want romance in a certain way, but feel they’re asexual, so they use the terminology available to them. If they looked for more information, they might come to identify as panromantic asexual or heteroromantic asexual.

The case with aces who use straight, gay, and lesbian is a little tricky too, since some people do use them to solely mean romantic attraction. This confusion right here is why I strongly dislike that, but that’s my preference. Every person gets to choose the labels they want. 

Now, someone who is aware of romantic orienations or who, for some reason, thinks asexual means “doesn’t have sex” and chooses to pair an allosexual orientation with asexual is clearly confused. However, it’s their identity. You can’t tell them how to identify. My recommended method is to ask how they came to choose those labels or if they could describe their identity to you. Then, when you have a better understanding of their feelings, talk about it. 

-Kiowa

[asexual-poetry]

"I don't like how other people identify! It's stupid and it interferes with how how I identify!"

FUCK YOU

[dailystitch]

today stitch feels like telling you a big truth, you can be truly amazing and do great things, because you are special 

[the-bitch-goddess-success-deact]

thank you, stitch

[theasexualityblog-deactivated20]

Hey! I've never really thought being asexual was a big deal because I saw it more as a 'sub-topic' of a sexuality. Does being asexual not count as being strait? eg when you are to select a sexuality on websites, you're either homosexual, hetrosexual or other? Is asexuality on the same level as homosexuality and heterosexuality? Do other less-known sexualitys apply to this too?

Asexuality is a sexual orientation in and of itself, just like heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, pansexuality, etc. 

[asexual-poetry]

I experience my asexuality as an aspect of my heterosexuality rather than thinking of myself as a heteroromantic asexual (though I am known to use that phrase).

We are all a complex stew of adjectives and identities, and it is every individual's right to organize and articulate them however matches their experience.

[wellfuckyoutookid-deactivated20]

Me; with first date

Me: So… You said you like watching cartoons?

Date: Yeah, I love Adventure Time and Gravity Falls.

Me: Me too! And… What about Steven Universe?

Date: I hate Steven Universe! Like, I don’t understand what people see on that show.

Me:

[stardust-and-serotonin]

DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I’ve been waiting for someone to attach that gif to a breadstick post? Basically since the meme was invented BLESS YOU

[asparagusandcanolilover]

jobs are for survival, not for joy. not everyone has the luxury or pleasure of loving what they do. they do it bc it pays the bills and everyone needs to stop acting like everyone is supposed to love their job. if you love your job, you are lucky.

[asexual-poetry]

Most jobs mostly suck. That's why they're jobs and not hobbies.

Having said that, no matter how unlovable, unmeaningful, and soul-crushing your job is, someone's life (not including yours) is at least a little better because you do it.

That dignity is inherent in ALL work :)

[mockiato-deactivated20200315]

Pride is important not because you love yourself but because of what it means to love yourself *when the world says you are inferior.*

This is why queer pride is a thing, but straight pride is not.

This is why ‘I am proud to be black’ exists on its own, but ‘I am proud to be white’ only exists in reply to black excellence.

This is why trans people saying they would not choose to be cis is strength, but ‘It’s okay to be cis’ is merely reinforcing the status quo.

When your very existence is suppressed, your existence in and of itself is revolutionary, and embracing that even more so.

[kaikaptures]

[asexual-poetry]

Everybody loves Louie :)

[egberts]

cats don’t understand what it means when you give them kisses ):

[crimeronan]

good news tho!!  they understand it 2 a point (i was distraught about this post so i looked it up)

cats don’t kiss like humans but they do appreciate human touch and feel loved when u kiss and pet them

they don’t understand kisses but they accept them as forms of affection n love

ur cat knows u love them

[asexual-poetry]

My cat knows that I love her...

She assumes that everyone loves her...

and she's right :)

[asexual-poetry]

Adulthood

I woke up again with an ache through my head and the clock screaming at me to get out of bed; I showered and shaved, ran a comb through my hair, and I tightened my tie, choking back my despair.

I drive, but the traffic was angry with me as I hurried to get where I don't want to be; then I did calculations, put numbers in forms, and I choked down a lunch there was no time to warm.

Then pots of weak coffee to keep me awake as I put on a smile (no one cares that it’s fake); then, exhausted and listless, back home once again to eat dinner and stare at the tv ‘til ten.

I blink at the ceiling, the hours go by, as I ask what I’m doing and can’t answer why. With each year I’m sicker, I’m taking a knee, I’m just mailing it in, this all I can be.

This feels like the bottom; I know that it’s not, I’ve been thinking and feeling this rather a lot. “I’ll make my life better, I promise, I’ll try!” but I’ve said it before, and it's always a lie.

[reliquiaen]

AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate so they can grow old together.

[australian-government-deactivat]

i’d never die

[verylargetomato-deactivated2021]

but imagine already being in a relationship at 18 and then at 22 you’re both sitting there looking at each other and realizing that you both haven’t aged a day

[deactivated01847192184-deactiva]

imagine platonically moving in with ur best friend at 18 and then realizing a few years later that you’ve been aging together

[sadgaywerewolf]

imagine purposely never finding your soul mate so you can reign eternal

[airtrafficcontroller]

holy shit i think we may have stumbled upon the greatest romance/adventure concept ever

[enlistedjess-deactivated2017010]

What if you killed your soul mate so you’d make sure you never aged.

[dissypoo]

This just makes me really want a story where the main antagonist is someone who has been killing their soulmate for centuries whenever they find them, and the main protagonist is the newly re-incarnated version of their soulmate

[rainyfrogs]

okay but you guys dont realize the potential.

imagine meeting a handsome young man who’s seen as a player and sleeps around a lot and you notice a scar along his arm and ask where he got it. he just look down at his feet and said “i used to be a soldier in world war one”. He’s been sleeping around and hooking up so much cause he’s been trying to find his soulmate for years but hasn’t yet.

Imagine going on your first date with someone and you really hit it off and then the next day you notice a grey hair and call them on the phone excitedly screaming and they both just sit on the phone hysterically crying and laughing.

Imagine sitting in silence with your partner and having them say out of the blue “i feel so old when im around you… but… in a good way” and thats the moment you know that they love you.

imagine having a dog thats 18 in human years and it starts to get gray patches of fur because they loves you so much.

imagine noticing you look older and freaking out but then stopping and getting super confused because “im not dating anyone right now…. which of my friends is my soulmate… WHICH ONE IS IT!?!?!?” and then they hopelessly date everyone they know in order to find out which one it fucking was. it was the pizza delivery guy the whole time. they went on 27 dates that all ended in confusion and heartbreak and it was the god damn pizza delivery guy from a month ago the whole fucking time. 

imagine someone dating their partner for 5 years and then having an affair. only after the affair do they start aging.

imagine nuns who start to age after they ceremoniously “marry god”

imagine people getting surgeries to look older cause they dont want people to think theyre alone.

imagine having parents who wont let you date anyone but they start to notice you aging and then you have to have a terrifying “surprise im gay and i have a boyfriend haha oops” conversation

imagine seeing couples with teenage kids and the couple both looks 18.

i could go on for hours.

[the-anime-man]

imagine immortal aromantics/asexuals

[theirrelevanceofgender]

There’s no reason for asexuals to be immortal in this scenario…

[asexual-poetry]

or... You meet someone and you start to age but they don't... or vice versa... or after 10 years together your partner stops aging...

[neurowonderful]

[gif description: A looping gif of me happy stimming by flapping my hands erratically on either side of my head. My eyes are closed and I am smiling]

An “”autism mom”“ once told me that stimming should be discouraged in autistic people, since “what is cute at 4 [years old] is not so cute at 24 [years old]”.

Well, I’m 24 and I stim, and I’m cute as heck.

If you stim, you are super cool and cute! Those are the rules!

[asexual-poetry]

There is no phrase or single word that I have spoken, read, or heard that I could use to make it known how much I love this video :)

[ink-and-daggers]

I might do a few more of these but less regularly. Here are all of them :)