I like to tell fairy-tales about myself. But my fantasy is so poor that I have to limit myself by the truth.. That`s why my stories always have a stupid endness, that`s why they are so boring..My life streams as it wants, I`m not able to meddle with it.. I`m so tired of my constant losing, of my unusual situations.. They just like follow me wherever I go. And whatever I do.But that doesn`t matter. This diary is not for meeting new friends and not for stupid commenting with a huge number of smiles and other delirium. It contains all of my truly life and I don`t really want u to watch it. If I made u my friend, it means a lot. Well, now that`s all. PS: i`m an awful person, be afraid.
I don`t care if you don`t mind.
I`ll be there not far behind.
I will dare
Keep on mind.
I`ll be there for u <3