"I hate you," Castiel told him. Dean bit his lip to keep from smiling when he added, "That's blatantly untrue, yet it made me feel better to say it. That doesn't make sense."
Wow, how fucking true is that? Maybe this is just me, but I tend to annoy and bitch and tell the people I love that I hate them and that they suck a whole lot more than the people I don't care about.
I'm going to split this up into the bunch of reasons I think I do this.
1) I have the emotional capacity of a 5 year old boy and I pull on the pigtails of the people I like because it makes them pay attention to me. Or in my case, idk, stealing boys hats is actually a reoccurring theme of mine. I need to work on that.
2) We find it easiest to be mad at the people we love because we trust that they'll listen and forgive us and understand. I find it much harder to be mad at my dad than my mum.
3) I don't know, it's just a way of utalising our understanding of the english language. When people know I don't really dislike them, going for the major high modal words like hate is exaggeration and therefore ironic. Nah, I just wanted to see how many techniques I could fit into that sentence.
Anyways, I'm going to go back to reading brilliant Destiel fanfic (and it's not even smut- yet). This is the second time that something in a fic has sparked a journal entry.
Adios xx
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