It doesn't go un-detected. Not really.

We all could personally ooze sarcasm, and i like to think it was the sort of sarcasm that was obviously disenfranchised from what we really are like. It was there because it had to be there, not that their meanings were consistently diametrical to what we actually were, believed and wanted.

Sarcasm, when it comes to the things closest to our hearts, is often there for the sake, or in an attempt to make people believe one thing about us, when it is actually the complete opposite of what we are, what we fear.

And insecurity in other people makes me love them, as long as they don’t hide in under cockiness. There is sarcasm that feeds off stereotyped ideas of people, ‘Of course she’ll get an “A”, she’s both a bimbo and a slut’ and sarcasm that draws itself from personal experience. That admits to a person’s fears. And I think that sort of sarcasm was never actually meant to hide anything, I don’t think people hide it very well from me anyway. But I could be very, very wrong.

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Rip my heart up.
Its made delicious fodder once.
Now its time for fondue.