Don't Apologize For Being True To Yourself. Don't You Ever Apologize To Assholes.

Don't apologize for being true to yourself. Don't you ever apologize to assholes.

Those feelings aren't for you, and that's fine. Those feelings, believe it or not, aren't for a lot of people. It may seem morally imperative to be a horny freak, but it's not. It's a social construct based on what the majority favors and approves.

It's honestly heartbreaking that we have to pick sides. As you said, we (the LQBTQIA+ Community) are all on the same side. We should be banding together to fight puritan assholes. We should be working together for our rights. If any one of our identities gets squandered, so do the others. We're supposed to be on a team, even if we don't follow social conformities. Especially because we don't. No expression for one leads to no expression for any.

I hate that the pressure is killing you. I hate that it's even being thrust upon you and myself and everyone like us. I will die on the hill that says we're supposed to be a team. I will shove it in the face of anyone who disagrees.

You, my dear, have done enough. You are doing enough. If people can't see that- If people are trying to force you into being something you're not, then they aren't deserving of your company. Call a duck a duck. Call a mold a mold. Being a "horny freak" is still a socially conforming mold that everyone feels the need to force everyone else into.

You aren't a bad queer person for being yourself. Neither am I, and neither is anyone else.

I know you probably didn't put this out here as an invitation for a conversation, but I couldn't go buy without at least [trying to] reassuring you. Being yourself is all anyone should ever ask of you.

And, hey, if people give you shit for it, I'm on your side. We may not have the exact same views on everything, but we're still a part of the same team. This is my olive branch.

(Plus, I've been told I'm a scary person. I'm not a dog person, but I can extend the Scary Dog Privileges to you??)

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry I don't make NSFW content of any kind. I know it's a moral imperative to be a horny freak, and I've tried, but I'm incapable of it. The feelings everyone else has aren't there for me.

I don't think porn should be banned, I'm not some "think of the children"-ass puritan, honestly those people usually hate asexuals too. We're on the same side. We're both a threat to the status quo. We're both doing anything other than settling down and being traditionally married with kids. If your expressions of identity get censored, so do mine.

So believe me when I say that it's fucking killing me to not be able to fight beside you. Believe me when I say that I wish I was anything else besides what I am so I could fill the internet with smut in defiance of everyone who wants to sanitize it. But I can't. I can't. It just isn't in my nature.

I'm sorry. I know I'm a bad queer person. I'm sorry.

Screenshot from Ao3

Bus to Nowhere by foldingfacets

Chapter 16

Normally I don't screenshot people's works, but this was too much of a mood to not share

I normally start off all my stories by falling down a rabbit hole.

I have recently fallen down another rabbit hole.

Someone please convince me to finish my 9 ongoing projects before I start another one.

I'm begging.

I can't stop myself because I've got too many ideas. Once I get them down, I want to continue then to completion. I haven't finished any of the 9 and a 10th might shatter me

I have 18 Broadway Playbills and I am going to brag about that fact whenever I add to that collection.

Out of the 18, I've seen 10 and met the cast and crew of 8. I only paid to see 2.

My company gets hired on by the theatre Broadway rents out on Main St. (Not in NYC). It's fun. I collect the Playbills for every show I work there.

As I have always said, the cast and crew for theatre productions are the best people.

(Pumba called me a queen because I wore a circlet to work one time. He's awesome)

I could go on, but I won't. I'll come back when I've added to my collection.

I lowkey forgot how gut wrenching The Stanley Parable is