#arrogant?

No, seriously, can we take a minute to talk about how stupid he was?

Like this idiotic elf really said “yeah, ok, you can marry my kid if you steal the jewel from the devil’s crown and bring doom upon us by putting a target on our backs for the sons of feanor”

Like, what?

For all that he’s intent to protect his daughter and his kingdom, he really went out there and deliberately chose to have the silmaril be the bride price.

This guy knows the oath of feanor, knows his sons will do whatever it takes, including kill, to get it back, and he still went deliberately out of his way to provoke the beast.

It’s not coincidence, or ignorance, he had to have chosen, on purpose, for Bergen to retrieve the silmaril, despite knowing exactly what that means.

He couldn’t have chosen literally anything else?

Sauron’s head? The defeat of a dragon? Any other of morgoth’s jewels?

No, it had to be the silmarils.

He knew what it means, there’s no way he didn’t, and then still gets surprised and offended when it brings down massacres on his head. The feanorions never would have looked in his direction had it not been for silmarils, which he had no right to, no reason for having, and yet went out of his way to acquire anyway.

If he wanted an impossible quest for Beren, there were other ways to do it without putting him, his kingdom, and his daughter directly into the line of fire.

Also, this guy purposefully sent people and elves to their death in order to retrieve the silmaril, and then gets pissed when the sons of feanor are also willing to cause death for it.

I’m sorry, but I genuinely feel that thingol is also responsible for finrod’s and his companions death, bc they wouldn’t have died had thingol not created a suicide mission.

There’s a particular flavor of hypocrite surrounding thingol and it’s infuriating.

Thingol’s really like: “elves dying by my actions is ok as long as I am not the one actually stabbing them”

I’m beginning to hate people again. I don’t have the patience to listen to anyone else’s problems but my own. I laugh at anyone that tries to attempt and help me, be a “true friend” to me and throw empty advice into my ears. The phrases, “They don’t get it” and “I’m above them” keep ringing, banging around my head. 

I wonder how many friends I’ll have in the years ahead. People are so annoying. They’re petty and proud. They think they know everything. 

Maybe I’m just like them. I see me in them- isn’t that what people say? You don’t get along with those who are similar to yourself? 

Whatever it is, the only people I can bear being around are my parents, sisters, and family. Everyone else is so little.