I always tried to write diary entries. Really, I tried. I kept writing for about two, three, four days and then I got sick of it. Most times, because I didn't knew what to write in it. - nothing happened and everything just passed by okay. A freakin' boring way of okay.
But life got different and things more difficult. And sometimes I do not want to talk about my thoughts in innocent diary entries. Sometimes I want to tell the world.