Latest Heartbreak.

I just don't get people, you know?

I just don't.

I don't get myself.

I wish I could.

I wish I could understand why the boundary between friends/lovers is so thin/thick.

I wish I could understand why men are always so determined to, do stuff.

I wish I had someone to just talk to. For like, months.

I wish I didn't have problems talking about my feelings.

My feelings are overdramatic and cynical; something an optimist just cannot understand.

My feelings, to others, seem unimportant, and predictable. Something someone happy just cannot understand.

My bittersweet feelings are something only my past persona can define.

Something Jared Leto would write about; my not so guilty pleasure.

Have I mentioned that I am currently obsessed with him?