Sunday 14 June 2009

I'd never trade anything for you

is one of the worst sentences in tender communication. I'm supposing that this person you slur it out as the gin hits the table on early saturday morning, is a person you dearly care about. Supposing they have realised this, i'm pretty sure they wouldn't need you to reassure them that there may be a time in the future where if an offer does come up, they might be on the cards to be exchanged for something pointless and shiny.

If you have to bring that point up, this person now muses, 'Wow, never thought being objectified and then transferred indignantly to a new soulless owner was a possibility in this relationship'. They then may look at you and question what competition they now have, embarking them into a spiral of paranoia and low self-esteem in comparison to that other one who may be better because they had those legs that hair who's there not scared what not no not shocks.

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