5th of July

I… I feel heartbroken. Completely heartbroken.

I have no idea why. I just know I really shouldn’t. Maybe that’s the reason? That I’m feeling like this just because I know I shouldn’t?

No. That doesn’t make any sense. But then what’s the damn reason?

I feel completely and utterly heartbroken and depressed and… what is wrong with me?

I… Shit. I’m really an asshole, aren’t I? Because my life is better now that it have been in… way too long, but I’m still not satisfied.

So what’s wrong with me?

  (Oh, and yesterday was the fourth of July. Yay for fireworks and gayness!) (Please notice that I’m very sarcastic in the previous sentence.)