Hey.

Hey, you.

Yeah, you. The person reading this. You, specifically.

Be messier and weirder. Fuck up more. And cut people a break when they're messy and weird and fuck up, if you can.

Queerness is about being messy.

Oh, also, since I've got you here:

That weird sex thing you're super ashamed of, and have never told a soul that you're into?

Like half of your friends are into it too, and are just as scared of saying anything. You could be having an interesting conversation with them right now.

Just sayin'.

It might be a quarter. But statistically, from what the research says about kink? Unless you're a shut-in, *someone* you're friends with is into it, pretty much guaranteed.

Shame sucks. Sure, talk in private, but it's just sex. It's not that big a deal.

Signed: a gal who's ace-spectrum.

@Impossible_PhD I had kept my kinks to myself for 15 years and it was nothing short of torture. It caused me all sorts of mental problems, something that even three years later im still recovering from.

I don’t think my best friend realises how much she saved me from myself just by listening to me, and encouraging me to chase after my dream of becoming Asterisk.