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What they had wasn't ordinary, or subject to the ordinary rules of relationships and breakups. They belonged to each other totally, and always would, and that was that. But maybe everyone felt that way? Until the moment they realized they were just like everyone else, and everything they'd thought was real shattered apart. ↗
Here are five rules of thumb, should all your fingers on one hand turn into thumbs and you decide to rule them. 1. There is no day too dull, no problem too great that cannot be fixed with a couple of plays of 'rush rush' by Paula Abdul. 2. The amount of time it takes for you to get over him is exactly the same amount of time it will take for him to start missing you. 3. Talking about exercise burns exactly the same amount of calories as doing exercise. 4. 'When someone asks you if you are a god, you say YES!' 5. The office sucks. Four of these are true. And one - is wrong! Damn wrong! ↗
Women destroy me. I allow them to. ↗
#infidelity #machismo #male-and-female-relationships #masculinity #weakness
What am I doing? Perhaps the evil witch had a point. No, I refuse to believe that. She's so cold and cruel. I shake my head. She's wrong. I am right for Christian. I am what he needs. And. In that moment of stunning clarity, I don't question how he's lived his life until recently—but why. His reasons for doing what he's done to countless girls—I don't even want to know how many. The how isn't wrong. They were all adults. They were all—How did Flynn put it?—in safe, sane, consensual relationships. It's the why. The why was wrong. The why was from his place of darkness. I close my eyes and drape my arm over them. But now he's move on, left it all behind, and we are both in the light. ↗
The Auden/Kallman relationship had this to be said for it: It affirmed that it's better to be blatant than latent. ↗
#coming-out #homosexuality #relationships #the-closet #wh-auden
Authors who moan with praise for their editors always seem to reek slightly of the Stockholm syndrome. ↗
You don't see him again. Sometimes you worry that he loved you better than any man ever has or will--even if it had nothing to do with you. Even now, he is every blue blazer getting into a cab, every runner along the river, every motorcycle coming and going. ↗
When the maker's (or fixer's) activity is immediately situated within a community of use, it can be enlivened by this kind of direct perception. Then the social character of his work isn't separate from its internal or "engineering" standards; the work is improved through relationships with others. It may even be the case that what those standards are, what perfection consists of, is something that comes to light only through these iterated exchanges with others who use the product, as well as other craftsmen in the same trade. Through work that had this social character, some shared conception of the good is lit up, and becomes concrete. ↗
