Let's dig myself deeper into the hole I've dug myself into because why not.
Being interested in romance when you can't even socialize seems to me like being interested in, I dunno, string theory when you can't do basic arithmetic.
Not wrong, not unreasonable, not something to be sneered at, but I don't understand how someone who can't do the latter can have any comprehension of, much less interest in, the former.
And I'm not talking about people on the autism spectrum, I hasten to add. People on the spectrum can learn to socialize with practice, and are obviously capable of romance.
You are making the same mistake that a lot of tumblrites (and Livejournalers before them, and presumably uers of some other website before that. Now that I think of it, just like people in society all the time) make, which is that romance is somehow a higher form of human connection.
That isn't true. I have had longer and more meaningful friendships than I have ever had romances.
And I've lied and bent the truth about romance stuff and sex stuff here in the past because I've been terrified of being judged for my complete and utter frigidity and lack of a soul.
And I'm drunk right now and I will so regret making these posts in the morning
And I've lied and bent the truth about romance stuff and sex stuff here in the past because I've been terrified of being judged for my complete and utter frigidity and lack of a soul.
what
go to bed, man. Drunken rambling has never done anyone any good.
Being interested in romance when you can't even socialize seems to me like being interested in, I dunno, string theory when you can't do basic arithmetic.
Not wrong, not unreasonable, not something to be sneered at, but I don't understand how someone who can't do the latter can have any comprehension of, much less interest in, the former.
And I'm not talking about people on the autism spectrum, I hasten to add. People on the spectrum can learn to socialize with practice, and are obviously capable of romance.
I sure as sugar don't understand a lot of higher math ideas, but that doesn't make them any less interesting. In time, I'm pretty sure I'll get there, to some degree. They really aren't mutually exclusive, just like I could write an asexual character, or enjoy trying to understand asexuality more, despite not being one. To me it's another part of being human and trying to understand each other.
And I've lied and bent the truth about romance stuff and sex stuff here in the past because I've been terrified of being judged for my complete and utter frigidity and lack of a soul.
And I'm drunk right now and I will so regret making these posts in the morning
Gosh, Tachyon. Please, don't worry yourself. I'm not judging you, and can see where you're coming from. You're not frigid to me, just, well, not interested in these things. And that is totally, completely, a-okay. If you're drunk and feeling unwell though, please go to bed or something.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
And I've lied and bent the truth about romance stuff and sex stuff here in the past because I've been terrified of being judged for my complete and utter frigidity and lack of a soul.
I don't think anyone here equates a lack of interest in romance with a lack of a soul.
I've made a fool of myself, that much is obvious. I guess I'll go do something else.
Having an unpopular stance on a specific matter, and recognizing that it is so, and attempting to understand contrary opinions, is the exact opposite of foolishness. Nor is it any attack on your own viewpoints. It simply is.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Well then
How 'bout those people who ship Dipper and Mabel, eh?
Tumblr's understanding of non-romantic situations is loose and fumbling at best. Refer to my earlier rant about Sherlock shippers turning everything into an expression of romance.
Yeah, I think it's less Tumblr than a certain kind of fandom in general, on and off the Internet.
...but if they're not at least somewhat socially adept, why are they interested in romance at all, instead of, I dunno, gardening?
that's like the mistake that my 5th grade teacher made when she learned that my autism spectrum whatever was what was getting in the way of my socializing with people, she was all like "oh, so he just doesn't care?"
like just think about that a bit
That is baffling.
"Oh, you're on crutches? Try walking! Everyone does it!"
I feel like Tach and I have common ground here with which I could give advice, but I'm in no state to be giving advice and he is not in any state to receive it.
I guess we can talk about this in the morning, Tach, if you'd like? If I could be of help, I would like to be.
Tumblr's understanding of non-romantic situations is loose and fumbling at best. Refer to my earlier rant about Sherlock shippers turning everything into an expression of romance.
Yeah, I think it's less Tumblr than a certain kind of fandom in general, on and off the Internet.
...but if they're not at least somewhat socially adept, why are they interested in romance at all, instead of, I dunno, gardening?
that's like the mistake that my 5th grade teacher made when she learned that my autism spectrum whatever was what was getting in the way of my socializing with people, she was all like "oh, so he just doesn't care?"
like just think about that a bit
That is baffling.
"Oh, you're on crutches? Try walking! Everyone does it!"
"Personally, I don't think it's fair that people get crutches. I never had any advantages like that, why should they? Broken legs can't be that bad."
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
In my offline friendships I tend to play Armchair Counsellor a lot. I do not like conflict, so my instinct is to try to root out problems and fix them even when it bugs people. It's a questionable habit, but some good has come of it. I don't like having to do it, though. I like being helpful, not having the weight of others' problems on my shoulders all the time.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
btw I have autism and I had zero friends growing up and people, if they noticed me at all, usually only said things about me that weren't nice. I was ugly permavirgin asocial filth with basement cooties.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Been trying to think of cutesy ways to arrange names of one-way streets. Thought of this:
You can only get from Winter to Summer through Spring, and you can only get from Summer to Winter through Autumn. Get it?
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
Thinking about the things I just typed makes me want to blow my brains out with a shotgun. 0w0 But, I won't, because the wonderfullest creature on earth is asleep next to me and I have her aaaaallllll to myself. UwU
Also, damn, I can only handle like thirty seconds of The Last Dinosaur.
I swear this whole "get on the verge of tears every single time FLCL, Gurren Lagann, or 358/2 Days is mentioned" thing is actually... kind of a problem? It's certainly not normal.
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That isn't true. I have had longer and more meaningful friendships than I have ever had romances. So don't.
I do not understand what the problem is, then.
And I'm drunk right now and I will so regret making these posts in the morning
go to bed, man. Drunken rambling has never done anyone any good.
you are in good company
I'm not like them, I'm not. I can't even comprehend them.
I've made a fool of myself, that much is obvious. I guess I'll go do something else.
I feel like you're scrutinizing me but I have literally no idea why
This wasn't even about me, this was about bizarre shippers, and then somehow it turned into this
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
just being a little more open than is typical
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I guess we can talk about this in the morning, Tach, if you'd like? If I could be of help, I would like to be.
I'd make a terrible therapist
I accidentally typed "terrible terrorist" the first time I typed that. Incidentally I'd probably not make a great terrorist either.
Eesh. What am I doing with myself?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I fill holes. It's what I do. Sometimes, it's all I do, which constitutes a problem?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I'm good at it. It's a talent and I should be using it.
Is one of the names more commonly used than the other?