I think I'm gonna get that tattooed on my arm. Yeah, I've spent the last several months becoming quite the Morrissey fan in a lyrically relatable way. I'd probably say other times that's a cry for help; but at this point, it's a companion to horrible depression. So instead of trying to cheer myself up, I'm just for once fully embracing it and seeing where it takes me. People shouldn't always be autobots on 'happy worker bee' mode and should be able to FEEL.
So, um, an experiment?