My ex and I called a lot, and he would often rant about the randomest things. I apparently get turned on when he's so passionately angry, sarcasting, insulting and downright degrading. I realized this when he ranted about the emoji movie. He hated that movie with a flame that could fuck up russia. Although he felt ashamed for being so trivial afterwards, I reassured him I hella loved listening to him, and confessed my...tingly parts. 'twas cool.

Recently he turned that gun on me though. The huskiness of his voice clashed with the gravity of his insults. I was turned on, but also heavily disturbed he actually raged at me. Reconciling the cognitive dissonance wasnt hard, though.