It's the card I hold up my sleeve, because what else is there for me? I have no interest in one-night-stands and making babies, in the activity Texas education teaches students to just not do unless you're married to a man. My friends did, in high school. Maybe that's why my first boyfriend disliked me so much. Maybe it's why my current boyfriend and I are having so many problems. Who knows?

I just know that the problem is no longer me. At least, I don't think it is. It's with the people who expect women to just...make babies. But there is a lot more to do out there than just have sex. Aside from the emotional release—not that I'm the least bit experienced in that department beyond getting myself—I feel like it's too time-consuming, too pointless. I'd much rather enjoy a cup of green tea with my best friend or garden with my sister. Of course, I'd rather do anything else than sex, but also I'd rather hang out with Claude than my boyfriend. I don't even like saying his name. It just...annoys me.

Today's post is real short. Basically, I don't know if there's anyone else out there who also identifies as an ace, so I might just be filling a void, writing into silence. But hey—if I'm not, then nice to meet you. I'm Wyndalia.