Let the agender dino dog protect you from acephobic societal expectations.

Finally found the time to contribute to Asexual Awareness Week. Today might be the last day, but better late than never, right?

Unfortunately I don't really have the time right now to type out my whole story in detail, but I can say a few things. I've ID'd as asexual since I was 13, and I knew there was something different about me even before that. For the longest time, my concept of crushes, dating, and cute/"hot" guys was horribly skewed. I always seemed to be missing something, never seemed to understand exactly what those things meant. Eventually I resigned myself to the fact that I probably never would. Maybe to some that's a quick judgement for a 13 year old to make, but here I am on the cusp of my 18th birthday and those feelings have yet to change.