Hi Fellow Aspec Friends ! Just A Reminder That Saint Valentine Was Also A Man Of Bees And Beekeepers

It’s a Scarf!

Generation Z

Generation Z was born with the tragedy of 9/11 shadowing our birth certificates. A warning signal of what’s to come in the rest of our lives.

Because we grew up going to class with four— yes, four— of our classmates raising their hands and having scars on their arms being exposed. No one says anything because it’s too common for the guidance counselor to deal with, so everyone adverts their eyes instead.

We have, time and time again, gone to class only to hide under our desks for four hours not being sure whether the alarm blaring in or ears is a drill or not. Texting your parents worried because nobody knows what’s going on, and all you can do is hope that this is one of the dozens of drills you have each month and not one of the hundreds of school shootings every year.

We’re afraid to go to concerts and movie theaters and malls, and the general fucking outside world with our friends or family because of the terrorism displayed on the news. We’re scared of ending up dead every time we leave our house because the chances of it happening are more likely than it not.

We grew up in a mental health crisis and a new age of terrorism and violence. We don’t have memories of being happy, because as soon as we became self aware we knew what was going on around us.

And every time we say something to make things better for the next generation after us; every time we cry or slit our wrists just like we know to do oh so well; every time we try to do anything in the our lives we’re told that we’re too young to understand. That we have nothing to fear.

And when we’re dead, what do we have to fear then?

When we’re dead, will we finally be heard?

i think it is very important to remember that you can like dark academia and dumb rom coms. you can read sappho and the hunger games. you can like libraries and tailgates. you can listen to mozart and taylor swift. you can admire monet and fan art from a show you watch. you can like cottagecore and like to party. you can watch obscure foreign films and the office. what is life without variety. stop stopping yourselves bc it doesn’t match your aesthetic.

yah? nah?

a gen z mood is nobody, even your friends having any idea what your personality is actually like and feeling deeply, profoundly lonely because of it

i want to give you rose scented candles. personally i don’t like the smell of rose that much but i have the idea of us being old ladies together and they always smell of rose. when we’re old together we’re gonna have windows with the diamond shaped panes and there’s gonna be flowy curtains. we’re gonna be happy i promise that.

sapphics only have four moods:

1.) wnat wife

2.) complete fucking breakdown

3.) ???

4.) bread

i want to go on an early morning painting date with someone. it’d be a picnic and there would still be dew on the ground getting the blanket wet. we’d have strawberry iced tea and some clementines to snack on. we’d share a clementine by breaking off a piece and giving it to the other. at the end we would have nice paintings of the surroundings. and some badly painted ones too but that’s what makes it fun.

The only part of the video that matters (x)

stumbling into the door after their 5th muse concert

heads fuzzy with the overly sweet hard ciders that they had throughout the night

ten years later, it still feels fresh

the same lyrics drunkenly screamed at the show, from the same teen who he brought nearly a decade ago

he has grown. physically. mentally. emotionally. they both have

but his brown eyes shine just as bright when he watches his idol on stage as they did all those years ago

they’re older now, muse isn’t a common topic they talk about now, like they had during skype days

but his heart still grows when he hears the love of his life screams along lyrics from songs he loves

they’ll always have Muse