My heartbeat just goes up. It just triggers me so fucking much.
Even talking does’t trigger me that much, it’s something about that phone speaker’s weak crackling sound, I despise that. It’s like the REVERSE of asmr.
My heartbeat just goes up. It just triggers me so fucking much.
Even talking does’t trigger me that much, it’s something about that phone speaker’s weak crackling sound, I despise that. It’s like the REVERSE of asmr.
I can imagine how someone who is still a good person overall might commit certain serious crimes. But the petty stuff like this or littering immediately places whoever does it in the “person I detest” category in a way that, say, robbing a bank would not. The thought of having all that money is a genuine temptation, and maybe the robber needs it for something important. Meanwhile playing audio in a subway car is just completely unjustifiable.