Hey, Do You Read Any Good Supernatural Fics..? :3 I Read A Few That I Love But I Would Always Love To

Well, I finally did it; I gave into temptation and spent hours making a version of my worn mossy cobblestone path based on Denim2_mori's beautiful and brilliantly designed dirt path.

All 12 pieces are available at my creator code in addition to the older version of this same path.

Long time dream to learn American Sign Language finally underway.

Things like this make me think sexual attraction is a joke.

Looking back, it is really embarrassing the amount of sexual innuendo and flirting I didn’t catch. I don’t mean as a child. I mean as a teenager in high school AND as a twenty-something in college. Yikes. I thought I was just being nice and people thought I was flirting.

I keep going back to watch this video it just captures my sense of humour perfectly

boardwalk path to match the wooden bridge 

For whenever I'm having a tough day at work

squeezy-cheez The greatest factor for me has been the consistency of my experience. I spent years deeply confused about what I was feeling. At first I thought I was a late bloomer. Then I thought I was homosexual, because I think a lot of women are beautiful. Then I thought I was straight, because men are gorgeous. But during conversations about sex I was firmly not interested. I've repeated my disinterest over and over again in conversations and journaling through the years. And this was long before I knew and used the term asexual. I was talking with my cousin over coffee one night. We were discussing her new boyfriend and so forth. I confessed that I was a virgin; she was a little shocked and asked why. I told her I wasn't interested. She said that maybe I was asexual, it was something that had come up in her human sexuality course. I remember the next day I sat down and researched asexuality. I cried. No label has ever given me so much relief. This thing I was internally agonizing over for years had a name. I don't really think about sex on my own, the subject typically has to be brought to my attention. When the conversation does get going I feel so abnormal and uncomfortable. I feel broken almost every time. I struggle all the time with who I am. I worried, like you, that I was making it all up in my head. But the history of my experience is there. And most importantly, when I identified as asexual nothing about my experiencs changed, except that nowadays I am on average happier.

Because we would be happy eating at the same three places and nobody else likes to do that so instead we ask them to choose.

The people who ‘don’t care where we eat’ also happen to be the pickiest