Thoughts of my own

First things first. I thought about writing something in here, then I gave it a second thought and realized that maybe it would be a stupid thing to do. But who cares, this is my blog and I can pretty much write everything I want in here. EVERY FREAKING THING I WANT TO! Second. I write in english when I'm trying to express something I'm not too comfortable with. It's odd, maybe, but then again: Who freaking cares? No one is going to read this anyway (forever alone much, lol).
I guess that "who freaking cares" is the hot spot question that I've been asking myself for quite some time now. No one is going to care if you're miserable, so you might as well pretend to be happy, it'll make things easier for everyone, and that's the real problem. People should say what they think and what they feel, it'd make them feel lighter, it's ease their burdens.
I've learnt a few things lately, some of them I'll put in a metaphorical way. Why? Just cause I can.
I've learnt that people, like seasons, change. No one can avoid that, it is how it is.
I've learnt that poems doesn't always rhyme, and things, no matter how perfectly they match, sometimes they don't belong together. I've also learnt that people like to ruin their lives, for no reason. We are just stuping beings by nature. Brainless.
So, instead of crying myself to sleep, which sounds pretty dramatic and cliché (and I hate that) I've decided to come here and vent my frustrations here, in this forever alone blog (I'm going to start to designate it like that, sounds great, or not).
At this point I feel disgusted about myself, complaining like this. "There are people out there with REAL problems Bia, you know?! You're just being a drama-queen at the moment!" (Monologues help me to keep a decent level of sanity, or not). I've never expected anything from the start and I planned not to get too attached, but I failed. A HUGE FAILURE! Trying to avoid it was of any use in the end. I got attached and now I've walked all this way of stupidity and ended up here writing a stupid post on my own blog. Brilliant! And to make things worse, it is a wall of text (filled with major bullshit that not even I will read after I'm done). So I guess that's it, I've written a lot and said almost nothing. Fantastic!

I don't apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors. Just to let you (the unexisting person that is reading this) know that. :)