- Have a cheeseburger or a hot dog?
- Read a book or watch TV?
- Eat or sleep?
- Shower or bath?
- Cat or dog?
- Dog finds a femur or dog makes you a drink?
- Be a bitch or take the high road?
- Stop and help or be on time?
And then there’s this one, which applies to me
- Men or women?
… Why not both?
Why should I have to choose who I like until I find the one I like? I find both men and women attractive.
However, some members of society would tell me I’m straight, because I have a male boyfriend whom I love. But that is just not true.
I’ve dated a girl, and it was fun, but she was asexual. Now I’m in a solid, serious relationship with my soulmate.
(The word “soulmate” is a very scary word, but that’s for another time.)
But people would argue with me that I’m straight. Yes, I like guys. But I also find girls attractive. It’s not that difficult to understand, at least to me.
I talked with one of my oldest and closest friends, and we decided my sexuality is Heterosexual Biromantic. To me, it’s just an amazingly long way to say that I like having sex with men but I like cuddling and all the other ‘innocent’ stuff with girls and guys.
It’s not that difficult to understand, and, for this instance, I don’t have to make a choice.
Let me rant for one quick sentence.
I absolutely loathe the assumption that bisexual women (or men) are just people who want to have sex with everyone. That’s not true, it really isn’t. I don’t understand the dating culture that we have today, where it’s just “sex sex sex and more sex” and not a lot of actual dates. Fortunately, my boyfriend feels the same way.
Also, I hate the fact that people call bisexuals whores and sluts and any derogative term they can think of just because we like both men and women. I am not a slut; I don’t sleep with anyone I see on the street. It’s insulting when people assume things that just aren’t true.
Treat me as another person. Don’t judge me based on my personal preferences. I am Kristine, and that’s all there is to it. The other things are just additives to what I actually am.
I’m a quirky, imaginative, fun-loving, child-at-heart, almost-21-year-old women who loves animals, all things nerdy, and writing. It doesn’t matter to me if you’re straight, gay, pan, trans, etc., so it shouldn’t matter to you. Love yourself for who you are as a person, and not for how society deems you because of who—or what—you like.
We were all thinking it.
kids today google, not giggle. they play angry birds instead of getting angry AT birds. they all have an ipad but no iq. not even one. they playstation but they never play station. i.e. one pretending to be a train and the others pretending to be different trains or low paid maintenance workers. they’re obsessed with one direction, rather than enjoying all eight directions equally. facebook… but unable to face… a book. or a hoop with a stick. a lost generation. the tv show.
When school gets hard, just remember this….
This is really inspiring to me.
ALRIGHT LISTEN UP IMMA TELL YOU SOME SERIOUS GENDER MARKETING BULLSHIT THAT WENT DOWN TODAY
Today a woman came in to get her 13 year old son’s black iPhone fixed. This thing was totally fucking busted. She was already kind of being bitchy so I’m just trying to reassure her that everything will be fine and shuffle through the paper work so shes on her way. She leaves, I put her phone away till I have time to fix it.
Well come to find out that we were completely out of black screens until next week’s shipment. So I put on a white screen for now and reassure her that when we do get black screens in that I will call her and we’ll put the new screen on for free. Better to have a temporary mixed match phone then a broken one right?
This woman proceeds to flip her shit. “WE CAME HERE TO GET WHAT WE HAD FIXED!” I calmly explain to her that there is nothing I can do about the color for the time being. The son is totally fine with this and obviously embarrassed by his mother’s outburst. The woman snatches the phone, sneers at it, and then shoves it back into my hands and says “NOW IT LOOKS LIKE A GIRL’S PHONE! I AM NOT GIVING THIS TO MY SON!”
At this moment I turn to her and say. “I don’t undersand? How is it a girl’s phone now?”
"Well it was BLACK and now its WHITE!!" She gestured dramatically at the screen like I couldn’t fucking see it.
"How is white a feminine color?"
She huffs and explains that she refuses to take the phone until the color is changed. The 13 is now rapid fire “its fine its fine” cause he just wants his phone back. But she keeps refusing but I finally tell her again that we will change the phone for free when we get black screens and that shes not allowed to keep it here.
The point of the matter is that this woman almost refused to even take back the phone BECAUSE OF ITS COLOR. Mind you its not even anything like pink or purple. ITS. WHITE.
A SUBURBAN WHITE WOMAN TURNED RED IN THE FACE WITH ANGER BEAUSE SHE THOUGHT WHITE WAS TOO GIRLY FOR HER SON.
And the son is more mature than her.
grounds for an exorcism
imagine if you got in a argument with someone and you just whipped a tampon out of your vagina and smacked them with it mid sentence
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I am an Animal Science major and you can plainly see why.
a small cat
that’s the purriest meow I’ve ever heard
I need to pet this cat