And for queer people shrink this into a very small lake.
A very very bigoted lake.
Where if you’re not one type of shiny-fish, you’re shit out of luck.
And eventually, you’ll reach the point where everyone has eaten everyone else’s fish.
… Or am I completely butchering that analogy?
Maybe a better way to put it is
You’re all shiny-fish (weak-ass analogy for queer fishies)
But different sorts of shinyfish swim in schools away from each other.
And certain types of shinyfish are only seen as desirable because those types of shinyfish have very special attributes, like long flowing tails or are smaller than normal.
And it’s hard to find love as a shinyfish because other shinifish only love you for your special tail or size or the way your luster.
And it’s nearly impossible to find a shinyfish who doesn’t have some kind of self-hate for being a shinyfish in addition to other problems.
So most shinyfish wind up dying alone because it’s so hard to find someone who just wants to be happy.
|—||Carrie Bradshaw (via whatwouldcarriesay)|