was pointed here from a friend... also, not going to read what anyone else has to say, so sorry if you've heard all this before.
i can tell you why i like them. actually, i wouldn't even say i LIKE them, i'm facinated and wrapped up by them. maybe haunted is a good word. i was raped when i was fifteen, and it's haunted every part of my life in some large or small way ever since. i'm morbid, and twisted. i don't hate the world, i don't even hate him actually, but it's still affected everything from relationships to jobs to my own personal artistry. i'm obsessed with angst and hurt.
that's my excuse, if you wish to call it that. however, as for anyone else, psychologically speaking human beings have the need/obsession of morbid curiousity. just like watching an accident as you drive by, needing to know what happened, even though inside you hope everyone's okay. as humans, we are obsessed with it, just like we are obsessed with death on some level. we could have a psychological talk of you want, but that's pretty much it. shitty reason, but "human nature" pretty much covers it. especially for anyone who has any amount of respect for art, in any way. because only they can appreciate it in it's full context. even though most likely none of us wish harm on any other person. that's why we write it or read it in fiction. it's fiction.
okay, i'm done rambling...doubt i gave you much of an answer...but hey. just wanted to add to it :P hope you have a good day.
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i can tell you why i like them. actually, i wouldn't even say i LIKE them, i'm facinated and wrapped up by them. maybe haunted is a good word. i was raped when i was fifteen, and it's haunted every part of my life in some large or small way ever since. i'm morbid, and twisted. i don't hate the world, i don't even hate him actually, but it's still affected everything from relationships to jobs to my own personal artistry. i'm obsessed with angst and hurt.
that's my excuse, if you wish to call it that. however, as for anyone else, psychologically speaking human beings have the need/obsession of morbid curiousity. just like watching an accident as you drive by, needing to know what happened, even though inside you hope everyone's okay. as humans, we are obsessed with it, just like we are obsessed with death on some level. we could have a psychological talk of you want, but that's pretty much it. shitty reason, but "human nature" pretty much covers it. especially for anyone who has any amount of respect for art, in any way. because only they can appreciate it in it's full context. even though most likely none of us wish harm on any other person. that's why we write it or read it in fiction. it's fiction.
okay, i'm done rambling...doubt i gave you much of an answer...but hey. just wanted to add to it :P hope you have a good day.