& The language teacher says: If you want a good lesson on how to ask questions, date somebody new for a few months.
Dating teaches you:
What are we doing here?
I don’t know where your insecurities end and where my silence begins.
Why am I still doing this?
One night with somebody is messy, true, and animalistic. It’s fucking terrible and does not exceed expectations. In it’s disappointment and it’s temporary state we find a breath of chaotic human reality.
How are we holding this up?
Dating knows hidden disgust.
Dating knows corners raked from brain tissue, clasping your hands together until your fingers turn pale and dead.
& The language teacher says: Reflexive pronouns. If you want to know true self loathing, cut off pieces of your perfect self to suit another.