oh the joys being pans hell horny and poly.
life is a basket of complications and people are more than words or labels. Even ones that we may give ourselves. Can we really define who we are what we are or does fate just play a sick game of making us believe we are our own.
i Miss the one I love the one I’m still loyal to The Who promised always and forever no matter what The Who promised to be there when I suffer. The whose gone because he couldn’t handle me loosing my shit. He couldn’t help me find my way through my mind when he had promised to be committed. I’m still in love with Ren. It hurts so much for a Man to give His woes then take it away. A Mans word is worth more than a woman’s in opinion.
but anyways hello I am pansexual and demisexual at heart.
Sometimes I get disrespected for who I am. One day I got beaten up by some of the high schoolers that I taught, because it apparently isn’t okay to be a teacher and support all the beautiful rainbows in the world.
I can be monogamous with the right person I can switch. All women trans women men idc it’s what is in your heart 😄 connection.
all people need human connection if COVID has taught us anything
so people should be respectful of others needs.