There are three main types of asexual people:
the cuddly cake lover who sits around in fuzzy socks and blogs and just likes to cuddle
the agressively ace one who uses their time free of sexual attraction to plot world domination and wears leather boots and doesn’t give a fuck
and the confused one who cuddles with their datefriend while plotting world domination and stealing cats
and they should all be feared
The greatest gift you can give someone is the space to be his or herself, without the threat of you leaving.
I’ve decided to stop caring about whether or not I love someone that loves me back. I’m going to love them until I run out of love.
Then I’m never going to love them again.
Everyone’s just looking for reasons to wake up and get out of bed, some do it for nothing but a kiss, perhaps a cup of coffee, others have a harder time; no train to catch, no hand to hold, no reasons at all.
Destroy the idea that men should respect women because we are their daughters, mothers, and sisters. Reinforce the idea that men should respect women because we are people.