A dog and a plane fridays and ticket to heaven saturdays are two entirely different sides of the queer experience and I’m living for them.

i can't even begin to be articulate about it right now but the way in the last scene tanrak is hiding from barth because he (and by extension the audience) knows he has been found out only for barth to turn around and reveal just how much he's also suffering and scared and struggling with his 'you know everything, don't you? [...] that i'm not god's favourite son.' and the way he sounds like he's almost on the verge of tears when he says that he likes men, and that he likes tanrak, and the way, after he kisses tanrak, he asks 'are you mad at me?' of all things..... like he's just a boy. sent away by his own father because he likes boys. abandoned and lonely and frightened. feeling like he's let down his Father too.... bartholomew you have ruined me so profoundly