i just feel like i really understand tomatoes, on a deep emotional level.
see, some guy a long time ago told all the various delicious plants of this world: hey plants. there are two types of you and that’s it. choose wisely. fruit or veg.
and maybe tomato was running late to the meeting or maybe tomato was actually there and just chose not to give a fuck because tomato said: hey guy. i wanna be both.
i mean there are literal debates about what a tomato is and the tomato doesn’t even give a shit it just goes on and makes ketchup and salsa and pasta sauce, just living a flexible and versatile life as quietly as it can, blushing when people look too hard at it.
and the reason i think tomatoes and i get along is because my entire fucking life there has been two boxes on opposite sides of things and if you’re balanced between them, people start cutting you up to see if they can make you fit in one or another, just because somewhere along some dude said: hey world. there are two types of people, that’s it.
hey dude. up yours, mister.
maybe this is dumb as shit but you wanna know what still makes me pissed? that people need to fucking classify things and it has to be in this black/white thing. it fucks over everyone who falls in the grey - and there are a lot of us who are made this way. we have people who don’t even know us arguing about our existence, we have lawmen up on their pedestals preaching about our sins, we have scientists debating about our exact specifications. nobody stopped to think maybe the fault isn’t in us, it’s in their system.
man, just let me be like the tomato. stop screeching about how bisexuals just haven’t settled, how ace kids just haven’t met the right person, how genderfluid teens are just doing it for attention, how poly’s just indecisive or something how we’re all either too unattached or too outspoken, how you’re either democrat or republican, a stellar student or a dropout kid - there’s a million of these, there’s a million really pointless discussions and this kind of shit just makes me heated. have you ever actually met one of us? have you any idea what you’re talking about or are you just pulling opinions out of your ass?
i mean, i don’t care if a tomato is a fruit or not, tomatoes make great salads and sandwiches and the early colonists thought they were poisonous due to their colour much like how red lipstick makes me feel like i could take over the world. the truth is, most people don’t care about what a tomato is, either. it still tastes good whether it wears one name or another.
we’re just like that, see - at least that’s true of me. so what if your tight little outfits hang off of our skin. maybe you should stop dedicating your time to trying to disprove us and start opening your hearts and letting us in.”