All of us dumb gay fucks love Queer Eye so much, because it’s the closest thing we’ve ever seen to Mental Stability. Like, these bitches are teaching us how to cook, and how to dress like we didn’t just roll out of a 6 month Depression Session, and I think that’s truly A Gift. Oh, also, I think we all just want Karamo to look into our eyes and be like, “God, you’re a mess, but I’ll be damned if ur not Valid”, like,,, I’m in tears
blessed be the weird, the outcasts, the unruly; the mad, the strangers, the wanderers without harbour. saints of loneliness and patrons of struggle, those devoured by guilt and those ravaged by longing; all hail the tired, the lost, the forgotten.