You know, if I lived in your city I would ask you out for a coffee and tell you the truth. That I never copy or steal ideas, that it just pours out. Sometimes every day squeezing ´till you burst into laughter or crying, sometimes not at all. Just like it is described on the diary today. You see, that is the only truth that makes me happy in this otherwise bittersweet experience.
MORE of the clothes? MORE KITTENS AND PUPPIES?? ....you make me blush like it still was the 70´s