I love that point in a friendship when you get what the other person’s style is - their “thing.” You see a knit jersey tie and think of them immediately; a type of weather, a bad movie, a woman’s outfit. You know, with absolute certainty, that your friend would enjoy this thing with you more than anyone else in the world. You feel closer in that moment of recognition, even if they’re not there.
latin is like a toga: it looks very authoritative and regal from the outside, but there are all sorts of ridiculous twists and turns underneath that make the whole thing work, and if you work your way through all of them and manage to figure out the logic behind it all, underneath you’ll mostly find dicks
“Raising a child is like taking care of someone who’s on way too many shrooms, while you yourself are on a moderate amount of shrooms. I am not confident in my decisions, but I know you should not be eating a mousepad.”