calling yourself cliché or naive or falsely poetic or any other word excusing “youthful ignorance” is either one of two things: a denial of the past selves that have made you or an admittance to caring about the opinions of others. Neither are very attractive.
Goethe and Gag reflexes.
Werther’s self-perpetuated delusions paired with his predisposition to emotional masochism and symbolic eroticism is sooooo typical of the Romantic anti-hero, amiright? guys. amiright?
Sometimes I quite hate the loud parts of myself
And then i begin to hate the quiet bits, too.