oh this stupid, cruel, confused world. It was a perfect day... I had a dream at night: marvelous warm of somebody I love and who love me... That was just dream. I wish him luck. and trying not to hate him. I'm so naive... I'll never learn anything. oh hell, it's just like soap opera with confused girl (not me), who loves two boys equally, and with another girl, who tries to be her friend, but hates it, and falling in love with one of those boys. It's complicate, isn't it? His cute pattern makes me mad, 'cos I know that it's not for telling me about his sympathy for me. I don't want to be so naive, I don't want to fall in love with every boy, with whom I can speak more than half an hour. and, someday, I'll get the split personality, 'cos I hate my "kind, don't-worry" mask and afraid people, who dislike me, when I take it off.

yes, I love to criticize others, and do nothing for improve myself . but... They criticize me too, and don't change too. If you think I'm envy you - I'm not envy, I just want the same as you have. I'm not going to take it away from you. For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you're having such a nice time oh I hate this Keane's line. He doesn't understand anything at all

ooooh, and here I am again. I wrote aboute my life on other platforms, but now I scream to noone can hear me. I would kill myself, if staying alive wasn't my rule. I try hard not-to-fall-in-love, just because I'm coward and afraid of suffering too much. Again and again. In the beginning it makes me the happiest person on the Earth, but few days later... I start to miss him. I miss him, because he is the kindest and the cutest... and he may make a date with me just because of it. because wonderfull-life-for-all is his duty. He loves my best friend, but it's unrequited. Now she happy - and he depressed. And I can't help him, how even I tried....