𓃠 She/Her. Adult. Mostly Boa Hancock, self-shipping & fictional women (exactly 3 women including My Empress).
This is a side blog but I treat it as a main—.

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𓃠 She/Her. Adult. Mostly Boa Hancock, self-shipping & fictional women (exactly 3 women including My Empress).
This is a side blog but I treat it as a main—.
There's this one common thing with people who are trying to pursue me romantically; when I start getting comfortable and go, "Okay, so I like [insert anything from fruits to personal TMI], and it's so [giving context to why I like it or elaborate on it]" and communicate and try to express myself they clearly don't like or get the intent of why I'm doing that so they just take exactly one thing I said, which is "I like [something]." and ignore the others, and turn the subject into a mockery or belittling the thing and only care about "I like [thing]." So Strange. It happened so many times that it just feels absurdly hilarious and off-putting in the most common way ever. All that I can understand from this situation is that clearly you aren't interested in me as a person.
And it only happens with people who specifically imply and declare that they are romantically interested in me... Why are you indifferent and downright distasteful when it's me being myself that made you come and try your luck with me? I feel like people aren't the brightest in these ways...
Well, well, well. Once again, it really turns out that I don't want to date any gender or sex at all.
Decided to get to the "getting to know each other" moment...
Well, I just confirmed for the billionth time that I do have issues with men, and it's entirely misogyny and patriarchay based...
Yesterday, I also confirmed why I had never given a lot of people a chance or cared at all... but I suppose it's too early, so I will try to look for one sign to tell them it won't work like this and it must change or end.
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CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON (2000) Dir. Ang Lee
Well, well, well. Once again, it really turns out that I don't want to date any gender or sex at all.
Decided to get to the "getting to know each other" moment...
Well, I just confirmed for the billionth time that I do have issues with men, and it's entirely misogyny and patriarchay based...
Well, well, well. Once again, it really turns out that I don't want to date any gender or sex at all.
Decided to get to the "getting to know each other" moment...
Well, well, well. Once again, it really turns out that I don't want to date any gender or sex at all.
I notice how overly "bubbly" and "friendly" so many interactions on a certain side of tumblr are, and I just sit back and wonder why it rubs off the wrong way...
As a person who uses English as a secondary language, the "intended tone" simply flies over my head or it's sickeningly "nice," so I just block, block, and block...
I notice how overly "bubbly" and "friendly" so many interactions on a certain side of tumblr are, and I just sit back and wonder why it rubs off the wrong way...
Mermaid amulet in silver from Naples, Italy; before 1880. The amulet represents a twin tailed siren figure; they were suspended in the window or worn by women and used as jingles
소녀시대 (Girls’ Generation) - The Boys
wings scarf by harune horigome
Why can't summer just be and must I suffer some triggering madness every 2-3 years in the summer... all I want is out of this vicious circle.
Lynn, whose palm presses on the left cheek of her Crimson Lion—on his Glasgow smile—. The other hand, its fingers dancing softly on the skin of his neck, behind his ear, the back of his head, in his hair—endearing and provoking. Eyes smiling and her frame only a breath away from pressing softly upon his. “What are ye thinking?” Spoken so close, composed—content. “The cat.” Red eyes widen. Displeased. “The neighbour's black cat... she might come; the curtain is drawn. She loves night rendezvous...” Lynn says, breath falling short at the last syllabus—heat entrancing her; trapped underneath a grown Lion now. A sound that plays between a laugh and a contented sigh leaves her lips. Eyes tracing every shadow and undulation—flesh so warm a touch would leave a burn. “Too bad a Lion beat her to it.” She mewls, hands tenderly combing through the blush of dawn.
What was I onto...
"In another world" "in another life" no I refuse to accept that thought process actually. this is the only one I have and I want it in this one