Do you ever think of how many little pockets of queer community there /must/ have been throughout history, even if we don’t know about it? Either because it was too dangerous to leave any written records, or they got lost, or it was just a bunch of queer people who found each other accidentally bc queer people seem to naturally gravitate towards each other. But we’re so good at carving out little pockets in which to live and be ourselves, even when the world has hated us and done its best to repress us and kill us and pretend we don’t exist. We’ve always been here and as much as I love hearing stories of queer people from history, I know that’s just a FRACTION of the queer people who existed together and supported each other throughout history.
to be honest i think about this quite a lot