Lady of Thoughts

I wish I knew the reason for my eternal sadness. Is it that each person I've loved has taken a piece of my love and happiness until there's nothing left of it within me? It hurts.

Hi, diary.

Te amo Argentina, ganes o pierdas, siempre fiel a mi patria y a mis problemas emocionales.

I haven't been writing much in my diary lately (this blog, yes) because I've been arguing with a lot of people on Twitter lately, but to update; I want to leave the church, but I can't because I'm going to be baptized, yes guys.

The Argentina vs. Egypt match was tough, but I love my country. I never doubted they'd win for a minute, and I prayed. I made a promise, and now I have to pray every time I wake up all week. I'm going to try to keep it that way forever.

Each of my sighs is an answer to a question my heart could never answer for my mind, and each question was asked by my soul to my mind in its eternal sadness.

I'll probably read this blog later, when I'm older, and laugh at all this. Maybe the worries I have now will be fleeting, maybe... It'll be a relief if that's the case.

I feel so alone. I'm in a school hallway, all alone. My friends are somewhere else, but no one waited for me to come down to recess, and they didn't ask me to join their group either. I had to ask them to let me join theirs because no one cared that I was alone during the mandatory group assignment. I don't feel like I'm with anyone at church either. Yes, there are people who show me they care, but I don't feel as comfortable there as I used to. I don't know, I just don't like some things. Things are good with my mom sometimes and bad other times. We argue, and then she talks to me like nothing happened. It confuses me, and it hurts a lot.

I don't know who I am, I don't know why I'm here, I don't know where I should go, and for God's sake, I don't know why I'm so sad.