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Why is all the art I like so melancholy? I mean, the secular songs, the movies...

It's happy, but I tend to see through it, or just see the sad parts. Even in music.

Is it I'm too perceptive at the wrong times? It just often seems... hmm.

I am filled with joy however, I just don't express it in a "socially recognized" way. Whatevs. 

I've never been an introvert. I guess I can't handle it sometimes. I genuinely think alone time is just bad for me.

In small quantities, no, of course not. But, whole days, I just think about the same things too much. It's like I've thought of all that there is to think about.

No, I just think till I realize I've already thought about this, and stop because I don't like cognitive repetition. Weird me.