i define interpersonal communication as that which is intended to share and/or discover the self and/or the other. it's hard.

i conceptualize communication as a reduction and reexpansion, a folding and unfolding, by two different conscious beings. when i decide to express a concept in words, my br

Oxford Languages (via Google) defines platonic as

(of love or friendship) intimate and affectionate but not sexual

Merriam-Webster defines platonic as

of, relating to, or being a relationship marked by the absence of romance or sex

with these definitions, surely most relationships are pla

i believe this effect to explain questions such as:

• why is it so hard to be friends with members of my sexually-preferred group?
• why do all of my male friends end up liking me?
• what is wrong with the world?
• what the fuck?

prepare for my super hot very spicy take: isolation is really bad.

when i was a toddler, i was attracted to colorful and shiny things (as i think all kids are?). i've also been told i liked sequins and wearing my mom's heels. my parents asked our close family friends (endearingly referred to as our gay uncles, or guncles) if i was gay. they said no, kids just like

new york city is a place that has everything, or at least it wants to. people come because they can find, be, do whatever. music, hobby, drugs, food, person, art, content.. every type of any thing.

it feels like everything is happening around you at all times. someone, everyone, is doing something