I have come to realize that everything I have come across in life is simple. I mean a kid my age, what’s there to complain about? Well not much really, its not like I ever actually do anything….ever. The one thing I can do however, is make stupid choices. For one, my best friend is a guy. Friend? Is that even the right word? Ugh, he confuses me, but i love him, or because I love him I’m not too sure. How could i have possibly done such a silly thingg, I feel like such a cliche. Well for another thing, fighting stupidest thing ever, bbut not necessarily unavoidable. Almost impossible at that, especially if you are the oldest yet the smallest its no.fun. I feel guilty about both of.these things, love and anger…what’s new?

My mind must never wonder.
My feelings must stay hidden under.
I am silent and content.
I must never throw a fit.
Life goes on while I continue to die.
All because I cannot say goodbye.
I am a broken heart

I don’t necessarily know what to blog about so, any topics?

Brasil