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He answers: I believe that whoever created the concept of soulmates should be taken into the town square and beaten to death. Or you should tell me who they are so I can send them a check for a couple of hundred thousand dollars, because they have done more to facilitate the demise of happy marriages than I could ever aspire to doing.

The concept of a soulmate to me is absolutely bizarre. To suggest that out of eight billion other people in the world, that there's just this one person, and they happen by the way to live within like the same town as you, where they went to the same university as you - what were the odds of that? And that's the only person you could ever have a happy, fulfilling relationship with. That's insane, folks. It's insane. And by the way, it's toxic. Because here's the thing: when you get married, society essentially tells you, this person, they're supposed to be your best friend, best lover, best roommate, best travel companion, best co-parent - that's a hell of a resume, guy. Like, it'd be shocking to find someone who fits all three of those things.

So what happens when you have this concept of a soulmate? And my partner, you know, they're the best co-parent, they're the best roommate, the best travel companion, but you know, they're not the best lover I ever had. Well, they mustn't be your soulmate then. That means that there's somebody out there in the eight billion people, that they would be the perfect one. And that's what the horizon that just forever recedes and keeps people constantly craving the next thing that might check all of the boxes. It's dangerous.

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the magnetic puppy dog charm has worn off enough to make her think twice. when they met, alice was a girl who talked with her hands and eyebrows, who liked the way she looked when she cried, who chewed bubble gum and smoked cigarettes and had not yet learned to define herself by anything other than whoever happened to be occupying her mind at the time. daniel was boyish and charismatic. he made her laugh, until he forgot how. he knew her well, until he didn’t. now, sitting across from him, listening to him stammer out what sounds an awful lot like a marriage proposal, she realizes with painful clarity that she does not trust him.

He says the phone works both ways - except it never seems to work on his end. Too busy. No reception. Time zones.

You try to read the news to have something to discuss and he calls your take symptomatic of the liberal mass media. You're thirteen.

He's home for one week, split between you and her.

Sometimes he wants to hang out just the three of you, to save time, and she's fine. But you wonder if she looks more like him than you, and you think about the house he lived in once he left yours. (You think about how you were born after her, and he couldn't even stay as long as he did his first time around). When you fight, he says to handle it yourselves. He's meant to be out of a warzone this week.

And then, suddenly, she's gone, no tie of obligation any more.

And when you meet again, the pattern changes. Awkwardness, and you wonder if between the two of you it can ever turn to kindness. When you fight it's more bitter than it ever was over who got to sit shotgun with Dad, both of you inherit his poison.

Bianca Solderini x Alice Molloy yuri

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