New message today (from the same person, who asked me, why I'm always writing about love): Is Bold your diary? Well, yes. Sometimes it is. Because here's always sombody who understands, who has got a nice word or a good advise. Here are my friends of words. My friends of thoughts. So, my dear diary, what's you're fucking problem?! You're blocked! In love, sunshine.

New message today (from the same person, who asked me, why I'm always writing about love): Is Bold your diary? Well, yes. Sometimes it is. Because here's always sombody who understands, who has got a nice word or a good advise. Here are my friends of words. My friends of thoughts. So, my dear diary, what's you're fucking problem?! You're blocked! In love, sunshine.