If you will give me the opportunity, I will strive to prove my affection by devoting my whole life to the promotion of your happiness!
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If you will give me the opportunity, I will strive to prove my affection by devoting my whole life to the promotion of your happiness!
clingy boys are cute rb if u agree
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY-FJvRqK0E digging this song rn
If I was told in complete terms what exactly I am, would I even care? Why am I chasing this rabbit down this hole in particular? Am I scared of not caring about the answer? Nah
I think my confusion with representation in media is that when I hear the word representation I think “It would be nice to see more people like me” but “like me” means “feels, things, prioritises” the way that I do. It means seeing people who represent what I currently am, what I currently feel and believe. It’s those qualities which allow me to empathise with a person, to put myself in their position, because it means their position in personality-space is not too far from me. It validates my way of being (a treat, for me, not a necessity). It’s what I lack and what I intuitively think should be addressed in media to make me happy. When people typically use the word however, they mean they want to see people who represent possibilities for themselves. Not the actuality of themselves. Because it’s the possibilities that have been lacking. It makes perfect sense to interpret that word that way coming from that context, where that is the perceived lack. It’s a strange linguistic trick but hey, I think this actually solved the confusion for me.
Another thing I don’t get is finding particular genders attractive in particular ways, or not finding some genders attractive. It almost makes me uncomfortable when I try to emphasise with them because if I were to experience differential attraction it’d be so far removed from what I’m used to I’d feel alienated from myself. As is stands, this leaves me alienated from others. I think when I try to imagine being that way, it becomes clear other people are not just running different software to me, they’re using very different technology. ALSO I’m aware this is meant to be my yandere blog but I don’t think anyone follows me here anyway and this does kinda relate to yandereness because that is something I strongly identify with.
Relating to Others: Queerness
In general, relating to people and characters is hard, for me. In fact, making a character who can’t relate to others is a good way of making me relate to that character (thanks, robots). Like a stray puppy who has inexplicably bonded with me, the question keeps coming back. Recently, however, I’ve been making a little progress - but the progress in understanding the why’s and how’s is a much bigger topic, so if I ever write about it expect something more substantial than whimsical Tumblr post. That said, here are a few of my thoughts. I just uncovered an example of where relating is so hard. Watching Queer✨ on Philosophy Tube, Oliver Thorn comes out as bisexual, and talks the long process he took in re-understanding himself as a “bisexual man”. He mentions: 1. Feeling validated when a friend, someone he could see himself in, came out as bi, having mostly seen bi women 2. Once out, having an urge to change the way he dresses. To appear bisexual, to participate in the fashion games 3. Feeling liberated from the straight timeline of educate/train -> marry -> kids and ... it just seems a little bizarre to me. All three points independently. For the first, and this goes into a wider issue of how I don’t understand why people need representation*, I don’t get how something as internal as one’s sexuality can be influenced that way by something external. For the second, I absolutely do not see how one can look gay or straight other than by branding by flags or symbols. Fashion as signalling of sexuality? What? How do you even keep up with that? For the third, I don’t get how sexuality can be bound up with life plans. I have neither wanted to have kids nor get married for as long as I can remember and it has been in no relation to by sexuality at all. Of course, maybe there is a relationship between these things typically but I can’t see it. It seems bizarre someone would give this so much thought. It seems bizarre to me to have all these things bound up with sexuality. I never associated bisexuality with anything other than “great I’m attracted to these people”. It wasn’t a revelation, I didn’t start seeing men differently, or have to consider any other part of myself. I simply acknowledged “there’s no particular reason I wouldn’t date a man” and then moved onto the other parts of my life. Sure it was a little exciting since I was then able to consider new possibilities, engage in new fantasies, ect, but soon the novelty faded, and it had zero impact on any other area of my life. A similar thing happened when I learnt of the word “agender.” I was just, “Okay, cool, gender doesn’t matter to me, I’m that,” and then proceeded not to think about it for a while (I do have more thoughts on gender now but that’s a massive new topic) I don’t get why Queer Theory is a thing in particular, or why it’s a big theory, when queerness appear to be such a small part of the world. Maybe it’s big, but it’s a small part of me, a simple descriptor, and I can only see it that way in the wider world. And this is my issue with many more things: I cannot get why certain things matter to people the way they do - their priorities are all misaligned with my own. Even people who I might be expected to relate more to, other queer people, I cannot.
nyaaa i’m so happy i’ve got my berrie. life is more relaxed now since i know all i need is them still! I’m going to work hard for you berrie!
hug me until i smell like you
I wrote a comic about two yandere stalkers #9
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you mean everything to me
can’t sleep. i wish i could talk to you but i hope you’re sleeping soundly.
This blog was mainly so I had a place to put my feelings that I didn’t really want to bother my friends with but now that I’ve met this person I’m not sure I really need it I won’t delete the account but I’m going to be far less active, if at all
every time I think about them my breathing goes all weird. I just get so excited about the next time we get to talk and to see more messages from them and to tell them how much I love them why are they so perfect? my brain goes all gooey and all I can think is, “Them, Them, Them, Them, Them, Them, Them, i love Them i love Them i love Them i love Them” everything I’ve felt before is nothing compared to this. it’d be a stretch to call anything I felt before this real
remember when you were a kid and whenever your parents came into the room while you were doing something for pleasure like looking at something on the computer or watching tv and you’d immediately close the thing like you’d just been caught watching porn when you were actually doing nothing wrong this post was made by strict parents with no boundaries gang
my dad: walks into the room while i’m playing club penguin the family computer
me:
they’re sleeping but they’re going to wake up soon they might message me when they do. I hope they’ve been sleeping well. I wonder what they dreamt about?