Waffles, Friends, Work

There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don’t work.

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‘I’ve been looking at all the ordinary staples of flirting,’ says Julia, ‘like biting your lip and looking away just a second too late, and laughing a lot and finding every excuse to touch, light fingertips on a forearm or a thigh that emphasise and punctuate the laughter. I’ve been thinking about what a comfort these things are, these textbook methods, precisely because they need no decoding, no translation. Once, a long time ago, you could probably bite your lip and it would mean, I am almost overcome with desiring you. Now you bite your lip and it means, I want you to see that I am almost overcome with desiring you, so I am using the plainest and most universally accepted symbol I can think of to make you see. Now it means, Both of us know the implications of my biting my lip, and what I am trying to say. We are speaking a language, you and I together, a language that we did not invent, a language that is not unique to our uttering. We are speaking someone else’s lines. It’s a comfort.’

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#Such certainty is beautiful but uncertainty is more beautiful still

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Fuck Feminist Jargon.

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#concise writing is good writing

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I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.

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#poet: Wislawa Szymborska

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We don’t think the government can solve all of our problems. But we don’t think that the government is the source of all of our problems, any more than our welfare recipients, or corporations, or unions, or immigrants, or gays, or any other group we’re told to blame for our troubles.

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