Why?

Why do I feel in the mood of posting when "I am not in my best mood"?
Listening to some songs, watching at the mess that I have. Wandering in my mind, when I wish to wander outside. Thinking about some stupid things like "do the mosquitoes buzz with their mouths or with the annus?" (that's not mine, that is from a parody that Aristofanes made about Socrates). Thinking about mythology. If our lifes are predestined or of we really have our fate in our hands. If it's true that some cruel god split us apart and if we will be looking for our half part the rest of our life. Thinking about if it is really necessary to look for someone or to love someone. If life is just like that. Be with someone and try to live stable. Or just try to have somebody at a moment, just for feeling good, just for not being alone. Somebody told me that we are not alone, we always have ourselves. The problem is when you don't even like yourself. Pretty problem. Pretty life. Try to achieve the love of someone and losing your life on it. Or being alone, and suffering about it. Or being stigmatized about it. Pretty issue. Or loving someone that will never love you. Cruel joke. So I yell What's the fuckin' point?