I just wanted to say that word. tragedy.
somehow, when I was like a teenager or I don't remember when, exactly, I realized that was the literary genre that seemed to fit me the best—tragedy. Greek tragedies, especially. I liked Shakespeare's tragedies and spurned the comedies.
well
I guess maybe I should learn to like the comedies at last, huh? like maybe it's time
I don't know what to say. I'm the gloomiest gus I've ever known. I'm not used to smiling. like, REAL smiles, not forced fake ones, or the smiles that come with cosmic jokes.
you know the ones. like...Guy de Maupassant's "The Necklace". that story felt so apt to me, when I was...I don't know, I was a child. I can't even remember how young I was when I read that story and thought: yeah, that's the meaning of life, struggling for decades for no good reason at all.
it's how I deal.
~Chara of Pnictogen