What is it about fear that compells me? I can't stand being afraid, I can barely move sometimes from fear. And yet whenever I see something scary it intrigues me. I can't stop watching it, reading it, or looking at it, whatever. For some reason I am inexpressibly drawn to it and at the same time repulsed. I really want to see Ringu. In fact, if I had it right now, I would watch it and scare the living daylights out of me and not move from my bed for the rest of the day.
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You know the more I think about it, this phenomenon can be applied to girls without much change in emotion haha.
Meh, whatever. I'll compromise and listen to Saves the Day.
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