I think that in reality, every human can relate to this post. Straight, gay, bi, asexual. You meet a person that makes you go “what the fuck is happening?”.

My opinion is that it doesn’t really mean (or necessarily equate) that you want to have sex with the person. For myself, I consider myself to be heterosexual although I wish I was bisexual. I do however consider myself to be biromantic, and could very well see myself in a relationship with someone of the same gender. The difference is that when I’ve envisioned or been close to trying the sex part, I get actually physically nautious. Not to say “gays make me sick” but, uh 😂😂 Me personally having gay sex makes me sick.

“If you think about Big Sleep, then Tiny Sleep doesn’t seem that scary 💕”

Some days, like once every two years, you actually do it by accident; you come in, get shit done all day, and you get like a months amount of work done.

And then you get all nervous that someone might find out and set new expectations for you, so you have to kind of spread out the results of the work you did on that miracle day.

Imagine like… a fully transparent bus full of people, just a bunch of people sitting on nothing in a group flying through the air. If that was normal, that would be… normal. We wouldn’t question it, we’d just be so cool with that happening.

And that’s the exact feeling I get a lot throughout my day.

Ok Dr Peterson.

Yeah, it’s so far from bringing up an ex on a new date. I assume most people here are ‘an ex’ of reddit. It’s more like a group of friends in a new bar talking shit about a bar they used to go to. Which is completely unproblematic and natural. The new bar doesn’t give a shit, and the friend group gets to vent.