like ik it might not seem like a big deal to bi people but saying youre gay and conflating homosexuality with bisexuality creates problems for both of us. like it erases the actual meaning of gay and contributes to stereotypes that gay people arent really gay and just need to find the right person~ bc Everyone is fluid!! and it and contributes to stereotypes about bisexual people being confused/not real. like how are we (gay ppl) the bad biphobic~ people for pointing this out lol. sounds like biphobia to erase urself imo!!!
why it's just so cringey? Now you can't make a gifset with them that the fandom calls you racist. Anything you do and don't have finn you are called rascist.
When I think something is racist I call it racist, so if I said “cringey” then I clearly don’t think gifsets of the four female leads are inherently racist? But the fact that they all (plus Emilia now) look alike IS cringey and speaks to an obvious problem with LF’s casting.
I wonder how I’ve made plenty of edits without Finn and yet have never been called racist.
🤔 Maybe Finn stans are smart enough to understand context and recognize when Finn is being excluded versus when he’s just not relevant to a post?
I am not an introvert because I desire social interactions above most things, but I am not an extrovert because 9 times out of 10 I would rather be alone. I lie somewhere in the middle and the only way I function is via the internet and it’s many, MANY, social media sites and methods of communicating with others easily. I spend hours up late at night checking all my social media to see if anyone liked my posts and or reached out to me because I honestly would rather do nothing else than talk with others. My friends are leading their own lives, while they talk to me often they are much busier with life than I am, it makes me wonder why I’m not so busy. It usually boils down to two different reasons, it’s either that I know who I am and what I want to be and achieve, or that I have nobody who cares about me. Because the universe doesn’t revolve around me. These thoughts of self reflection always come up at night time, when I’m trying to sleep and there is no sound. When there’s no sound I can hear my heartbeat. I don’t like hearing my own heartbeat, cause that means nothing is going on, and I can think. I hate thinking alone, most find it the best way of forming arguments and thought but I think worse when isolated. My mind gets warped and I hallucinate things. I then have to open my computer and play music, watch a video, and check my social media to drown out the sound of my heartbeat. After a while I just doze off amidst all the noise and wake up feeling like the worst person in the world. Noise keeps me busy, even if it’s a message I read I still hear a voice reading it to me because I desire that friend sitting beside me every night talking to me. But my friends are caught up in their own noise, and I’m just in the background now, casually slipping on my headphones every time I hear “See you later,” cause I know that they can’t hear me say goodbye to them, they’ve already tuned me out by that time. I guess I have been gone for three years, and I did just move back. I can’t just expect things to go back to how they use to, that would be stupid. Things change, people change, I change. It all depends on who we listen to, and when I’m alone I hear myself. The worst person I know is always with me. I want to believe I’m a great friend, but that’s narcissistic of me. I try to be a stereotype I see in movies, cartoons, stories, and anime, but I can never keep the facade up for too long. I always revert to me. I want to talk about heavy stuff with my friends, but when I’m more willing to tell the internet my struggle than my best friends… I can’t help but think if I would rather tune them out and listen to the internet instead. After all, if guys probably know me a lot better than my friends do, cause I talk to you almost every day. I secretly desire attention, but I don’t want my friends to know that. I want everyone to respect me and my ideas and my abilities, but that’s stupid to expect of people who hardly know me. I’ve already told myself that the universe doesn’t revolve around me but I want to believe it does. I aspire to have a fanbase who get inspired by every piece of art I make, but I’m scared that some day I will give up on my dream. Surrounding myself with people just makes me think that I was going crazy from the isolation of a few hours, but I don’t know sometimes. Thanks for reading all of this, I know I’ve been overdramatic recently, trying to act all positive and excited that I’m actually getting a following, but after I made my 31 followers post someone unfollowed me, and that really hurt. Made me realize that my post was really narcissistic of me, and I hope that they will comeback some day. Sorry for wanting something impossible from people who hardly even know me, I hope that will change in the future.
If all else
perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be;
and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the
universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not
seem a part of it. [Wuthering Heights]