200% miserable

I wanna dance. I wanna swim. I wanna go on a cross-country ride without having to be concerned about my masculine yet sensitive skin. I remember those isolated days of teenage where I wish I could be upfront to the crushes I had. I wish I had fallen in a real and encouraging love affair, like most normal people. This feeling of incompleteness wouldn't be this dense then.

I wish I could connect to more people than I do, I am like an NFC device, compared to the classic bluetooth-enabled devices. I am 200% miserable.