I've decided to write on English. May be some day I'll find many mistakes there, but now I need it. When I write on English, I think in another way.
My last notes frighten me. Well, I can feel the hate. But I don't want to do it. It's strange. Okay. I think I need to relax. I need to forgive and forget.
I started this diary to read people who I can't read with my real name and to send comments. But again and AGAIN I CAN'T! Because there are too many people who understand everything when see that notes! Arrr, I'm so stupid, I'm so odinary! I'm as usual. I am.
He comes to me every night. What can I say? I just close my eyes and pass away.
I want to cheat. Why? I must want his attention. Attention, attention, please! There is the fire in the heart!
Argh. So. Okay. That's all.