the audiobook that my metamour and I are listening to: I kissed her-- not to drive my point home, but because she was near me and I loved her
me and my metamour, in perfect unison: gayyyyy
several of my queer friends are telling me that my post-ironic use of "Gay" to describe wholesome, sweet interactions of genuine love is making them feel better about themselves and the fact that their queer love can be seen as an attainable ideal rather than something to be mocked and belittled. and to that I say: good. that's exactly the point 😸