Let's talk about your favorite genre.
No, let me just talk about mine, because I know you can't respond to my rambling.
Now, and since long before, I always enjoy stories with at least minimal portion of angst. Like a sensitive, tad bit negative main character with inferior complex being in love with a complete opposite person. Their dynamics were one of a kind. All the insecurities, unconfidence, ignorancy, and self pitying are the spices that I looked for in each stories. I waited for the resolution, for how the other one comforted the main character by managing their self-confidence, self-loving, and self-believing by all the love and reassurance they shared constantly. Uncountable amount of love should come from both side to make the negative ones being positive.
Maybe my liking to angst was triggered by my own personalities (?) I don't understand it either. Stories about jealousy, possessiveness, affairs, always had a place in my reading list. Maybe it affected me as well, I do realize that most of my writings are based on these traits.
So why did I felt this urgency to write these nonsense here? I don't know. I just had this feeling to share, to tell, to make a conversation with some imaginary friends, like I always did in my childhood. Crying by my pillow while hugging my teddy after I told him all my struggles with human interractions that day.
Cause baby what I show on the outside maybe a lot different with things that happened inside my bubblyhead.
And this is what you got when listening to me rambling about genre. It's all around the place. I told you before that I was weird, you never listened. I talked nonsense, exept for the part about angst. And I loved how you just sat there with your black ball eyes wide open and some of your reddish tongue out, thatww gave me nothing but the silence I needed the most.
