I love the unquiet queers

the queers who are messy in their presentation and their identity, who are monstrous and love it, who see themselves in villains and garbage characters, who reject any binary that may exist, who have no words for themselves except queer, and maybe even that isn’t right, who are gods in flesh.

keep your pastels, your validity positivity posts, your easy segregated identities. they may be for you but they’re not for me or mine.