Nothing creepier than walking past a window at night and seeing your entire backyard lit up by the neighbor’s security light—and then seeing a figure standing there.
You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive
how many of us, as children, have had creeping thoughts of “i think i have a crush on somebody of my own gender” or “i wish i were another gender” and dismissed them so swiftly and so effectively because those ideas were unnatural and unconscionable that they never had the chance to grow into our identities? how many more of us, when finally told from childhood that queerness is a real and good option, will be queer and will love it?
I spent most of my childhood thinking that liking girls was ‘attention seeking’, and just me trying to be different and even more weird than I already was (as someone who was bullied a lot.) It was only when I was 16 that I realised keeping these thoughts in my mind meant I was asking for nothing from anyone but myself. I figured I’d let myself think them and see what happened.
And yup, I am definitely pansexual.