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Aww so adorable âĄ
When cats yawns they look terrifying, I love it.
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MCYT SEXYMAN WINNER JOE HILLS
[ID: the sexyman bracket, showing that the final winner is Joe Hills]
There's something so very satisfying about finding just the right word. One that works on so many levels that it feels a little bit like writing poetry.
Take synonyms for "cut", for example.
"Carve" is rough and deep. It brings to mind jagged lines, repeated motions-- sawing into a pumpkin, taking apart a turkey, forcing stone into unnatural shape, whittling wood away a splinter at a time. There's also the long "ah" like a grunt of effort, the similar sound to "curve", the R like tearing paper.
And then there's "slice"-- quick, clean, sharp. With food it is efficient-- a pizza that can be eaten without so much as a plate, peaches and apples devoid of their core and the threat of juice spilling down the chin. The sound begins and ends with sibilance-- as if the word is an onomatopeia, the beginning and end of a blade being drawn in the space of a single syllable. The emphasis on that S sound-- like sword, like snake, like slide, like strike.
And the real beauty is that most of the time, you're not even thinking about any of that-- the word's connotations, the music of its sounds, the suggestion of words that are just similar enough-- often for the writer, as for the reader, all those things are subconscious, the connections made in the blink of an eye, felt even when they're invisible.
And you don't know why. All you know is that they feel right.
Language is such a fascinating thing, noise and lines on paper filled with endless variety of emotions and possibilites for love and hate
âI care. I always care. That is my problem.â
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Tuusulanjärvi, Finland, 1930â˛s
this happened to me a year ago when i worked for a certain chain that starts with M....took me an hour to clean it up and then after it was all done realised I still had to transfer the oils (always spills and creates a mess on it's own) smh
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List of âidiots in love but are in denialâ prompts
âI donât like them like that. Absolutely fucking not. What the hell?â
âI mean, Iâd make out with them but like â platonically, you know?â ââŚYou canât make out with someone platonically.â âOf course you can! Weâve done it like, so many times before already.âÂ
âAnd why do you think Iâd ever like them? I have taste.â
âWould I tuck them in bed and kiss them on the forehead? Yes. Would I fuck them in bed and then pepper kisses all over their face? Also yes. But neither of those options have to mean anything.â
âWhat do you mean I look at them like theyâre everything I could ever want? I call bullshit! Thatâs slander!â
âYouâre so cute.â âWhat?â âI said you look like a sack of shit, fuck you.â
âWhat do you mean by that? I do not daydream about us getting married and building our dream home in the country side where no one can bother us on a daily basis.â
ââŚBut thereâs just no way, right? Me? Liking them? Thatâs⌠No.âÂ
âWhat? Weâre not looking at each other like weâd rather be alone in a private suite than be here with you guys. Donât be stupid.â âThen stop eye fucking each other for one second.â âBut we werenât? Thatâs a ridiculous accusation. Friends donât do that.â
âShut the fuck up, I donât care that theyâre looking at someone else like theyâre in love with them. Why should I care? Itâs none of my business.â