when people come up to you and tell you with pseudo-concern plastered on their faces "eh. why you always write so depressing stuff...?" some of us are really trying to tell you with all-diplomacy to

freaking

GROW UP!

and no it doesn't help when you shrug and smile and then think to your self-centred self that "my life is sad hmmm there's immense beauty in such a sad depressive soul and ah-ha i am thus so beautifully melancholic" whilst saying "hahah really, meh?"

just.freaking.Grow.Up.