I objectively know that the concept of physical beauty is deeply flawed in many ways, that it revolves around subjective standards and that it doesn’t have any correlation with anyone’s worth as a person BUT if I could be generally considered beautiful I wouldn’t turn my back on that opportunity u feel me? because I feel like no matter how many times I convince myself that my flesh prison is absolutely nothing but a vessel society is still kicking my ass for looking the way I do lol
Relationships should happen naturally. If you’re over here wondering why he isn’t contacting you or if you’re wondering whether or not you matter to him, then it’s time to move on. There’s someone else who actually cares and will give you their effort and time so don’t waste your time thinking about someone who isn’t even thinking about you.
To all my asexual/aromantic friends out there, I want you to know one thing:
You are valid.
I don’t care what people say. I don’t care what people think. I don’t care that society thinks it’s “necessary” to have a romantic/sexual relationship. I don’t care that some people think you’re not normal. I don’t care that they think you’re broken.
Because you know what?
They are wrong. You are valid. You are beautiful. You are wonderful. You are worth it. You are loved. You are normal.
You are not broken.
This is for all my aro friends who are constantly told that one day they’ll meet the right person and want to get married. This is for all my ace friends that are told they “just haven’t hit puberty yet”. This is for all my friends on the gray-a spectrum who are told they’re not a part of the LGBT+ community. This is for you guys. And I want you to know that you’re loved, you are so, so loved. And I believe you to be worth the entire universe.
You are no less valuable than someone who identifies as gay or lesbian or straight. You matter just as much. And you belong in the LGBT+ community no matter what. I don’t care if you are hetero-romantic/heterosexual. You still belong here and we love you.
So remember that you are not broken. You are not a freak. You are not worthless. You are loved and you are valid.
“The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard-born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares… And the huntress with an artist’s soul.”