there is this melancholy thing that a lot of my friends do really well. i mean that in the most positive way possible. for some people, from the outside, depression, or honestly just plain sadness, can be really attractive and romantic. letting everything affect you so much that every event holds great weight.
i get jealous of that sometimes. when i get sad, i’m just sad. and i think a lot of this is figuring out what works for me. i’m typically happier being happy, and of course being sad is neither attractive nor romantic when i do it. but maybe it’s all just a spin game. you will never know, will you?
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