Nov 02


Last night, the dreaded question striked again.
In sickly voices, "Who do you like???"
I gave it a look of pure disdain 
and I gave the same answer I always do.

"I don't." 

"Oh come on, tell meee!!" 

"I don't." 

"OMG Yes you doooo." 

"I don't." 

Why is my answer not good enough? 
It's the truth. 

If you really want absolutely cold open honesty, here you go. 

I'm asexual aromantic. 
No, that's not redundant. 

I don't feel sexual attraction, stop telling me that I do. 
I don't feel romantic longing, at least not in the same way as you. 
I might make a friend who happens to use male pronouns. 
And you jump to conclusions. 

Stop planning my wedding, stop telling me I just need to find the right one. 
Stop teasing me, stop poking fun. 

What if someone suddenly teased you for being straight? 
How do you think that would feel?

So there. I'm out. 
And I was only hiding it because you make me crazy.