. nam is much funnier when awake .
Oct 20,2014  | 0 notes

There is only one way to say Mark Ruffalo’s name and that is the way my sister says it. Any other way is wrong and I will have no clue who you are talking about.

tagged #mark ruffalo #she says it like MARK RUFFLE-LOOOO #it's the best thing #nam and friends say things
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Even if I was given the opportunity to fall in love with someone romantically, I wouldn’t take it.

If I was given the chance to stop being aromantic, and begin experiencing romantic feelings like most people do, I would not take it.

Even though it would mean that I wouldn’t have to deal with all…

But how? For 18 years I have waited to fall in love to find the right person, to be “happy” the special kind of happy only other people can give you. When I found out about asexuality I was relieved and happy. I found a label, a community! I didn’t have to have sex one day, an experience I was dreading. But you don’t usually find asexual without aromantic, and I had a pit in my stomach. I said, “that’s not me, I want a significant other!” but the more I learned about asexuals, the more I learned about aromantics. Until finally I realized with a heavy heart, that I was aromantic, and I would never fall in love the same way they did in the movies or even the same way my friends did. How can you be so unapologetically happy about it? I so badly want to see someone and think about what a great partner they might be, but after all the waiting I haven’t even felt a smidgen of romantic attraction. I want to be truly happy with who I’ve grown to be, but I’m afraid I’ll never stop wanting that magic feeling that everyone talks about while I still sit clueless thinking about cake.

I felt that way for a long time, too. I felt troubled and empty inside when I realized I was aromantic, and it took months for me to start feeling okay with it. I spent many years of my life before that point hoping to find someone I could fall in love with, and it hurt to realize that it would never happen.

This is very common among aromantics. I’ve gotten so many messages from aro folks who felt depressed, scared or defective after realizing they were aro. Amatonormativity is so deeply embedded in our culture that, for many of us, our reaction to realizing we’re aromantic isn’t relief, or joy, but unhappiness. We’ve been conditioned into seeing non-romantic life as something sad and worthless, and when we realize it applies to us, we feel like we are sad and worthless. You’re not alone in feeling this way.

I am defiantly, unapologetically aromantic now, and I actively reject romance, because I am not willing to be the sad, lonely little aro that society thinks I should be. I am determined to be happy about being aromantic, because I want every person in the world to stop thinking that romantic people are superior. I want other aromantic folks to know that it’s possible for them to be happy. And I want alloromantic folks to see me as an equal, not as an object of pity or contempt.

In a world that is determined to make you feel like shit, being proud of what you are is an act of defiance.

It’s hard, I know. I can understand that you’re still hurting, and I sympathize. It still hurts me sometimes, too.

But whenever it hurts me, I remind myself that I am not the problem. Being aromantic is not the problem. The real problem is that we live in a world that has taught us from birth that there is only one narrow path to happiness, and that this path is closed off to us.

The other problem is that it’s hard to throw away all the biases and lies that we grew up taking for granted. It takes time to work through all this, and figure out something new that will make your life fulfilling. But I promise that it is possible. You are strong enough to do it.

It’s okay to feel hurt, or lonely, or as if you’ve lost something. Take as long as you need to deal with this. But don’t give up hope that you can be happy with who you are, and that you can have a great and fulfilling life.

Oct 11,2014  | 462 notes
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Artist: t.A.T.u.
Trackname: All the Things the Genie Said (feat. Christina Aguilera)
Album: 200 KM/H in the Wrong Lane

tagged #you can not hear it but i am making happy noises like an idiot
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okay as an adult I technically make the rules in regard to my own health and happiness

so is cake for breakfast like

out of the question?

I love that I posted that like it wasn’t a forgone conclusion no I am twenty six years old and if I want to start my friday with cake I will do so and may all the greater forces of the universe take pity on those who make try to stop me.

Why yes I do intend to start another friday with cake

you’re not the boss of me

Oct 9,2014  | 242,540 notes
tagged #i love this moment with a passion and no one will ever take it from me
Oct 9,2014  | 7 notes

So I have a friend who is going to be getting out of a bad situation. I won’t be saying her name here, just in case, but she’s living in the Calloway County area and is looking for someone to take on her pets, three cats and a rabbit. All are fixed, micro-chipped, and up to date on any needed medication. She’s taken very good care of them, and if you take them in, they will come with food, toys, and all needed items. She would prefer to have them all housed together, but if they have to be split up, then she can discuss how it will have to be done. (I believe two of the cats are siblings and are a pair, straight out).

If you’re interested (again, preferrably Calloway County, but she’s willing to travel a ways to ensure they get a loving home), please text 270-227-7106 and she’ll go over everything you need to know.

tagged #pets #relocation #signal boosting
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“You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.”
— Unknown English Teacher (via memewhore)