#and i am about to crash to sleep as soon as this is posted

Thinking about how much being queer has made me obsess over the word “love” like maybe it isn’t a universal queer thing, I don’t really know but everytime I’ve thought about love since I started accepting myself there’s just an undercurrent of comfort and softness and something that seems to come with it. Just from thinking about it. And not even just romantic love, just all forms of love seem to make me feel so much more of that something now. And I can’t even define what that something is exactly. And suddenly I don’t want to replace love with metaphors or synonyms because “love” itself has become a word of triumph to me. I just always want to use “love” plain and simple and so so easy now. Because yes, I love and am able to love in so many different ways and I am just obsessed with it. And now the way I view love and think about love has tied so closely with how I identify as queer and made me love my queerness too. And in the middle of all of that I have no clue how to describe any of these thoughts accurately and I definitely have no clue how to stop thinking them but also I honestly don’t particularly wantto do either of those things and am just happy with the enigma