Dec 1, 2021
Tubbo in de head
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Tubbo in de head
hiya :3 sends me some h*ckin good asks pls
in case any of you were wondering what Julian Devorak looks like with glasses
And in relation to that lesbian post, because I'm in the mood to talk about lesbianism, people attracted to multiple genders who view "monosexuality" (I'm not even going to try to unpack why grouping gay and straight people together is bad because fucking yikes), as "restrictive" have no idea how genuinely restrictive the pressure to be attracted to men is. I identified as bi for years and spent all that time convincing myself I was attracted to men because that's what I was supposed to do. I tried to justify my not wanting to sleep with them or marry them with a variety of micro labels because I COULDN'T be gay. Being gay was restrictive, and not progressive enough. There's a specific kind of pressure put on lesbians to give men a chance and it's just gross on so many levels. Women can be attracted to men all they want but I'm totally exhausted by "radical queers" using the misogynistic idea that it's impossible for women to exist without a need for men to shit on my restrictive sexuality. Tldr letting myself be gay was the most freeing thing I've ever done
I'm feeling like reading some super emotional Quakerider fics. Not anything real angsty, but something that just tugs on my heart strings about how much those two love each other like the teary-eyed relief of reuniting or finding out one or the other isn't hurt.
Any suggestions?
Run streak day 15 of 30 (or more, who knows? ). 5 miles down at the marina where there is snow capping off our world this morning, and one dedicated sailor is out by Lummi getting their early morning sail on. I stopped endomondo at 4.57, stood the a minute then ran another .45 to finish off. I was tired. I didn't want to finish. I finished. Marina bathroom selfie. Sometimes on the run it's required to stop and relieve one's self. It was that kind of morning. I ran 18.73 miles this week. Next week I will run 21 as I carefully creep back up to 25 a week. This is the mileage marker that I've been getting injuries, so I'll stay around 20 for a few weeks. It's been since last July that I was at 20 a week. Easy does it.
In case anyone wanted to know. I am indeed losing it.