May 31st, 2010
I never really understood the concept of an ‘online diary’. Not at all. I mean, I’ve always liked the idea of a real diary, in which you can draw, you can write using your own handwriting. It’s something better about it. Of course, we evolved, we started to create blogs. Some of them full of venom and sarcasm, some of them real books to be published, some of them really depressed or some of them that smell like spring and happiness. Read the rest of this entry »