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"asexuality" poems
Asexuality Being attracted to no one Having no *** drive They say it can stem From confusion Who do I want A boy Or a girl Or both I don't know But I just wish I could have *** The mental blocks They hold me back And I'm just here By myself
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
Asexual
I'm not attracted to people. Never have, never will. See I might get aroused; it's like my body is rejecting my decision it doesn't care it acts on it's own, but I'm fine with platonic relations. We don't gotta touch just cuddle and kiss and I'd be more than fine, but I'm a pleaser so ill subject myself to such acts, In accordance to their needs. *** doesn't come to mind when out on dates unless it's been made clear that ****** activity will be in place. When *** comes to mind all I can think is *** ugh no" The only *********** in my life comes from my partners needs. I'm their bf I'm supposed to cater to them. I don't mind it but I also don't like it.
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
My Asexuality and Me
Peter Pan said Wendy - There's something I want to tell you. I am neither straight nor bent But what you might call bendy Captain Hook stopped reading his e-book and eavesdropped more intently. Peter knew what his flexible friend meant and spoke to her quite innocently. Wendy - I am as vanilla as Manilla envelopes in a creamery with whitewashed walls And identical twin albino Godzillas fighting snow leopards with cue ***** No gimp suit in fifty shades of grey for me. I am pretty much hormone-free, More than happy with asexuality, Playing pirated computer games on one hand And others' loves that dare not speak their names which fewer understand. In my world of dreamery certain flights of fancy pass me by. I love to fly and you Wendy. And I love you too Peter - Not Everygirl's Ideal of A Real Man. But I can understand the attraction of Lost Boys and their toys in Neverland. We've known each other for all these years, Shared too many troubles, thoughts and fears To be anything other than in each other's hearts. If I never visit Neverland again I know you will always be my closest friend, What, where, whenever happens To the bittersweet end. May we both be dying for an Excellent Adventure, If not together then separately. There is nothing better than to know That you will always be there for me No matter how we might grow Into this 21st century. And one day I may straighten out But That's Not What Life's About. Captain Hook put down his e-book and Facebooked a friend............... And that is where our story will end.
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
Bendy Wendy, Peter Pan And Captain Hook
Peter Pan said Wendy - There's something I want to tell you. I am neither straight nor bent But what you might call bendy Captain Hook stopped reading his e-book and eavesdropped more intently. Peter knew what his flexible friend meant and spoke to her quite innocently. Wendy - I am as vanilla as Manilla envelopes in a creamery with whitewashed walls And identical twin albino Godzillas fighting snow leopards with cue ***** No gimp suit in fifty shades of grey for me. I am pretty much hormone-free, More than happy with asexuality, Playing pirated computer games on one hand And others' loves that dare not speak their names which fewer understand. In my world of dreamery certain flights of fancy pass me by. I love to fly and you Wendy. And I love you too Peter - Not Everygirl's Ideal of A Real Man. But I can understand the attraction of Lost Boys and their toys in Neverland. We've known each other for all these years, Shared too many troubles, thoughts and fears To be anything other than in each other's hearts. If I never visit Neverland again I know you will always be my closest friend, What, where, whenever happens To the bittersweet end. May we both be dying for an Excellent Adventure, If not together then separately. There is nothing better than to know That you will always be there for me No matter how we might grow Into this 21st century. And one day I may straighten out But That's Not What Life's About. Captain Hook put down his e-book and Facebooked a friend............... And that is where our story will end.
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There is a disconnect between my body and my mind. At least, that's what I tell people. Because I find it easier to admit that I am broken than to open myself to their ridicule as I try to explain asexuality one more time. It's hard, to describe an absence of something you've never felt to those for whom it defines their existence. I don't understand their resistence, logic dictates that just because one thing is true, that doesn't eliminate the validity of it's reflection. It has become this society's obession to portray us only as a lie, a sickness you are lucky not to be infected with. Though I am still struggling to find my voice and understand my own mind, I am sure of one thing: I am not BrOkEn. And if you are like me, please, don't let your pride be stolen, because neither are you...
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Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 11:02 AM UTC
Asexual Pride
I really thought I had it all figured out Asexuality was the perfect description of me I didn't look at someone and was sexually attracted to them Everything was perfect Then, I started to notice how women are hot and men are attractive Now, I know I'm not straight I never was but this was new for me The possibility of me not being straight but not being asexual was real now But I think I have it figured out I am still asexual but I am demipanromantic I have to know the person extremely well and have a connection with them but gender doesn't matter for me when it comes to a love relationship Sexuality is a fragile thing always subjected to change but when it does DON'T FREAK OUT Things will work themselves out and if there isn't a label for you you can always make one
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Nov 24, 2021
Nov 24, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC
Sexuality is Fragile
They tell me I'm missing out That I should find a person to be my home But I am not lacking I am whole All on my own
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Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 5:00 PM UTC
Asexuality
it's like everyone is making fun of you for never seeing a zoosla. but when you ask what a zoosla is, well, if you saw a zoosla, you'd know. that is exactly what sexuality is like. you have no idea what it even is, so how are you supposed to know if you've felt it?
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
Asexuality.
Asexuality? Nah, I am the Bartleby Of ***
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 1:15 AM UTC
I prefer not to
every time i hear someone talk about asexuality they confuse it with autosexuality and this adds to why i don't want to come out
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Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC
a is not for auto.
I have never (and hopefully never will be again) Secretly in such deep Love with someone Piano, guitar, trumpet, drums, voice Brilliant in his ability To absorb knowledge His mind a sponge Consistently chill Not easily riled Persistently positive And funny When we met I was An overweight, ****** Textbook closet case Face in textbooks Eating and smoking To fill the void I’d find any reason at all To spend time with him Tennis? Sure!, Let’s go! Dinner out? Who’s driving? Monty Hall Piano Room? Let me spark this joint first. What’s worse was that I Loved (and still love and adore) His then girlfriend And so it was this strange Situation where I loved The couple, was secretly Obsessed with the boy And so jealous of the girl But I was too ashamed and Self-aware to be nasty to her Because it wasn’t her fault Shame so locked in my marrow I couldn’t even project The insecurity it created Cristo and Lirah Would go out for a romantic Dinner and I’d feel More alone in those moments Than any other So I’d smoke and do school work Or walk through the woods with Nayla Or go eat with Jireh ~~~ Side bar: So it turned out that Jireh had a big ‘ol thing for me I was so blind because Of my behavioral asexuality ‘Locked in’ gayness Love for Cristo I may have led her on for like, years. That’s ****** And John had a thing for Jireh Weird love non-triangles All over the ******* place - - - We drank so much I remember drinking every day for The last month of my junior year In WC14 Movie night? Word: White Russians Pair well with Bladerunner My shame was so strong that Even when I was blacked out (Or nearly blacked out) I could still use a Treuschler Bathroom to **** Then stare at myself in the mirror And be disgusted with my Own reflection “You love him. You love Cristo.” “You’re ******* gay, bro.” “SAY IT. " "TO ANYONE.” . . . ******* coward.” Shame slicing right Through the shitfacedness For self chastisement - - - I told him I was gay At a club in Baltimore a few days Before I left for Micronesia He said: “Where are we going for your send off?” I said: “The Hippo.” He said: “You know that’s a gay bar, right?” “Yeah, man. It’s cool.” I told him after returning from Peace Corps That I’d been in love With him in our college Years Cool, collected and responsive As usual, he said: “Thank you.”
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Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
Cristo
I have never (and hopefully never will be again) Secretly in such deep Love with someone Piano, guitar, trumpet, drums, voice Brilliant in his ability To absorb knowledge His mind a sponge Consistently chill Not easily riled Persistently positive And funny When we met I was An overweight, ****** Textbook closet case Face in textbooks Eating and smoking To fill the void I’d find any reason at all To spend time with him Tennis? Sure!, Let’s go! Dinner out? Who’s driving? Monty Hall Piano Room? Let me spark this joint first. What’s worse was that I Loved (and still love and adore) His then girlfriend And so it was this strange Situation where I loved The couple, was secretly Obsessed with the boy And so jealous of the girl But I was too ashamed and Self-aware to be nasty to her Because it wasn’t her fault Shame so locked in my marrow I couldn’t even project The insecurity it created Cristo and Lirah Would go out for a romantic Dinner and I’d feel More alone in those moments Than any other So I’d smoke and do school work Or walk through the woods with Nayla Or go eat with Jireh ~~~ Side bar: So it turned out that Jireh had a big ‘ol thing for me I was so blind because Of my behavioral asexuality ‘Locked in’ gayness Love for Cristo I may have led her on for like, years. That’s ****** And John had a thing for Jireh Weird love non-triangles All over the ******* place - - - We drank so much I remember drinking every day for The last month of my junior year In WC14 Movie night? Word: White Russians Pair well with Bladerunner My shame was so strong that Even when I was blacked out (Or nearly blacked out) I could still use a Treuschler Bathroom to **** Then stare at myself in the mirror And be disgusted with my Own reflection “You love him. You love Cristo.” “You’re ******* gay, bro.” “SAY IT. " "TO ANYONE.” . . . ******* coward.” Shame slicing right Through the shitfacedness For self chastisement - - - I told him I was gay At a club in Baltimore a few days Before I left for Micronesia He said: “Where are we going for your send off?” I said: “The Hippo.” He said: “You know that’s a gay bar, right?” “Yeah, man. It’s cool.” I told him after returning from Peace Corps That I’d been in love With him in our college Years Cool, collected and responsive As usual, he said: “Thank you.”
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for a while I've been confused Im not into guys But that would mean im gay Which im not I thought maybe bi But then I saw I video Explaining one thing There's another one One I'd never heard of Asexuality Its perfect The only one that fits me I dont have to be confused anymore Im not attracted to anyone To this you may say 'You havent found the one' To that I say Bs ive found him I just don't want romance But there's one thing One more thing I dont understand This can't be against God Can it? Im not attracted to girls But its still a form of it And as I grow My parents talk more of How one day I'll think im ready And to be smart about it But I know that's not true I've always thought I'm a late bloomer But now I know I'm not alone! I have a whole 1% on my side Yay...
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 12:09 PM UTC
Now I know
please allow arability of friendship and hoop fully this acquiescence can render an accord shared via exchanging calumet peace pipe initially invoked qua piercing, gouging, digging...from hooked aquilinity upon awareness miss applying the squaw aridity mine swallowing capacity as pins pricking a voodoo likeness doll (of me), though this claim could steeped in utter contrived artificiality fusing flagrant faulty aromaticity asininity admitting absent attentiveness as ska walking a fine line betwixt asexuality behooves rectification allowing solution Wiccan agree upon linking assimilability, assignability, assiduity implicating with asperity ***** err roan nee huss rubble word choice prompting asperity inducing me to cast the first stone of apology, and self awareness totally tubularly offer thyself as human sacrifice redeeming conceding unalterable venal tone role of squawking chief fowl ling at the end zone regarding, where associatively properly went assumability, anonymity of the internet vent ting modality adopting immunity, viz virtual community tent revival meeting adumbrating atypicality, attainability avoidance of audiological atrocity, sans atonality sent to ear rate, the autoimmunity authority, authenticity, austerity, audacity, co rent ting availability, automaticity, accessibility asper automobility to scale tenement, pent house, or pre faux ying bing avascularity, avidity, avuncularity avers automatically tall lent aim to amble along xy feigning tubby with minimal audibility clark kent information superhighway axiality grid via galavanting gent can be activated swimmingly with less overt axe said dent.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC
apologia to avoid an online world squaw bull!
please allow arability of friendship and hoop fully this acquiescence can render an accord shared via exchanging calumet peace pipe initially invoked qua piercing, gouging, digging...from hooked aquilinity upon awareness miss applying the squaw aridity mine swallowing capacity as pins pricking a voodoo likeness doll (of me), though this claim could steeped in utter contrived artificiality fusing flagrant faulty aromaticity asininity admitting absent attentiveness as ska walking a fine line betwixt asexuality behooves rectification allowing solution Wiccan agree upon linking assimilability, assignability, assiduity implicating with asperity ***** err roan nee huss rubble word choice prompting asperity inducing me to cast the first stone of apology, and self awareness totally tubularly offer thyself as human sacrifice redeeming conceding unalterable venal tone role of squawking chief fowl ling at the end zone regarding, where associatively properly went assumability, anonymity of the internet vent ting modality adopting immunity, viz virtual community tent revival meeting adumbrating atypicality, attainability avoidance of audiological atrocity, sans atonality sent to ear rate, the autoimmunity authority, authenticity, austerity, audacity, co rent ting availability, automaticity, accessibility asper automobility to scale tenement, pent house, or pre faux ying bing avascularity, avidity, avuncularity avers automatically tall lent aim to amble along xy feigning tubby with minimal audibility clark kent information superhighway axiality grid via galavanting gent can be activated swimmingly with less overt axe said dent.
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Employing deception because the work must be done we continue to point the emasculate gun pop. and the way becomes clear freer and in here where the liars abound I go to ground. Nothing like asexuality to bother me and there is no and, right hand, left hand, no and left and fait accompli and all deceived me I perceive this to be true.. Actually this is ******** like those things in a boat do we use ****** to row with? see what I did there? pulled **** out of thin air and I'm aware of it. I miss her always will but drop a pill and sleep it'll be alright in the morning.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
Spiralling