My heroes always end up being just like me. Jaded, insecure, unfaithful. I wonder what this says about me: those who I look up to are the same as I am. Does this mean I think I'm perfect? I hope not, because I'm not. My flaws are apparent to everybody, including myself.
I shouldn't let this upset me as much as it does, but it does. To be let down by someone you look up to is never something good. He was my hero, and a part of me strived to be like him. Is he really a pompous jackass? I hated his girlfriend but there's no excuse for infidelity. He's just like me. And I can't strive to be just like me, because being me isn't something I want to be.
I'm not making any sense.
This is me & my broken heart. Fix it.
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