Ellie, she/they, 22 years old, Bellussexual biromantic, fanfic writer and avid reader, Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail player, but also just a trash human being, ya know, the norm
half of working in customer service, especially as a barista, is lying your ass off. "of COURSE I tried this drink you're asking me about and of course it's my favorite drink on the menu! I highly recommend it!" and shit. it's great. I can say whatever I want and people will take my word on it and try it themselves
I have the absolute sweetest friends. One of them bought me a kpop album I've had a super hard time finding, and is refusing to let me pay her for it. I really am lucky
if you ever want to feel stupid, just know that, because i have a crush on the barista at my uni cafe, ive ordered like four cups of green tea in a two hour period, and only just learned that decaf is NOT the default for green tea
I recently left a really toxic and abusive friend group, and you know those Pinterest/Facebook posts that are like "everyone always congratulates you on leaving a toxic relationship, but then never talk about the grief that comes with it" that's how I feel right now. I'm in like, the depression stage of grief, and I just.... I miss it. I hate that I miss it, but checking in with them, talking to them every day had become such a big part of my daily routine that I keep trying to go do that, but I can't anymore. and it hurts.
It really shouldn’t matter if aces do or don’t have sex or masturbate. Like yeah some of us do and learning that helps a lot of aces figure out they’re ace, but the people obsessed with our sexual activity or lack thereof are always TERFs. why do you care. it does not matter.
It doesn’t invalidate our aceness if we do. It won’t change your mind if we don’t. So why care so much? Or rather, why are you bothered by people being secure in who they are? It really just reveals your insecurities when you get so angry about it.
It reminds me of how in middle school one girl would share an insecurity and another would get angry because “she’s clearly talking about me!” when she was never even mentioned. It wasn’t about you. and that’s okay.