Hozier, “Cherry Wine”
I’m really really really happy being single. I really am. But sometimes I just get a little lonely in a way that I can’t explain :/
SHE ASKED ME TO MARRY HER AND I SAID HELL YES
Someone asked a while back and I joked. I didn’t explain. But I really don’t identify as gay, straight, or bi. I don’t identify as anything. When you apply a label to yourself, you are accepting and acknowledging everything about that group as applying to you. Basically you become that label 100%. For better or worse. That’s how I see it, anyway. And I’m not 100% anything, so I can’t label myself.
Furthermore, when you put a label like “gay” on a person, you are creating a set of “right” and “wrong” people that you are allowed to have feelings for. And that’s not okay, because that’s what makes people feel confused and upset. “Oh gosh, I called myself straight, but I have feelings for this girl. Is there something wrong with me?” No, of course not. But by labeling yourself straight, you have made it “wrong” to have emotions for someone of the same gender.
Again, this is just my personal take on the situation. But I really hate society’s obsessive need to label everyone. It’s destructive, I would (and do) argue. Love the people that make you happy. It should be as simple as that.
That being said, I do trust men much less than I trust women. So that has an effect on the people that I general find myself drawn to, more of whom have been women. But that doesn’t affect how I actually feel about individuals. Because, again, people are not labels.
I hit a serious art block this week, so! HTTYD AU sketches.
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My dash needs more Samira Wiley.
Light of life. Fire of my loins.