#its Been Two Episodes

#it’s been two episodes

#like mother like daughter

if beale street could talk by james baldwin

oh that yearning, the need to say something there aren’t words for, to be something you can’t ever be!

i know gays joke about the intimacy of hand touching and eye contact and whatever all the time and i love those jokes dearly but i think we’re all obsessed with these small barely visible gestures of love & closeness because bigger gestures ultimately make us targets for homophobia…like we want stories where gays gently touch hands at the train station or gaze at each other longingly or hug just a little too long etc because they reflect our real life experiences & usually those are the only kinds of public transgressions gay people are able to safely engage in. and sometimes not even that. sometimes a glance is enough to make you a target. sometimes you walk into a room and you’re a target. you know what i mean. gay intimacy is relegated to these infinitesimal moments because it is not allowed to exist otherwise. anyways im in a mood