♠ hated by @tempestuousTestimonium
It is a troll thing, yes, one of the four quadrants and usually described as “hate.” Which is why I clarified the way I did. Saying just “hate” would lead to misconceptions, I’m sure you understand.
Ah, allow me to clarify. He and I are in a pitch relationship, which amounts to what is likely best explained to you as a rival you kiss. This, of course, means we are lightly mean to each other on the regular. There is no true venom behind it.
Oh you just had to fuck up tagging me on this of all things, didn’t you.
Who the fuck are you and what have you done with Jake English?
My life is defined by when I do and when I do not babysit someone.
Ah, the inconvenience of love and hate both occurs to me once again.
Another day, another would-be destroyer of reality itself, it seems.
I adore him in the same breath that I hate him. But I don’t hate that I adore him. He’s so perfect already but he can be so much more than this. It’s hard to express without it sounding like it’s quadsmearing.
Ah, he truly has wormed his pathetic self into my mechanical heart, hasn’t he?
From the gentlest shade to the hate so vivid it burns near red. I want to push him and see how much further he’ll go under the pressure. I know he will grow into a beautiful thing—already so brilliant. Burning so bright, but capable of more, still. And mine, now. My fledgling. Beautiful and brilliant and perfect and yet to truly grow into himself. But that is alright. He is like me. It’s why I hate him, and it’s why he’s mine.
Do you truly hate them to your core if you aren’t willing to burn worlds as retribution for harming what’s yours?
Will he bite me when he finally reads these, I wonder. Will he rip the wires that allow me to move free and sink in his teeth? #suggestive #violence
I don’t see the correlation between my reboot and my feelings for my dearest beloathed.
I will worship in the darkest of ways to drag you further down the path until you no longer need my protection. #suggestive
It's actually extremely explicable. He was flirting with someone. Naturally, I must establish my superiority over the would-be competition.
I feel the inexplicable impulse to put my kismesis through a wall. How odd.
[He smiled a little, just so you know.]

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