I gradually move on other portal... It has no anything the general with this site. But, in my opinion there to me the place. Probably, the diary (in full sense of this word) cannot become my long-playing hobby... Also month has not passed, and I have already nothing to write, there is nothing to speak, and there is no desire to search for someone... If and to keep this diary - unless for the sake of conversation with itself, with internal "I"... But it not often is necessary for me. Only when absolutely hrenovo when the melancholy rolls.
I think, initially it was necessary to position a diary as a place for outpouring become painful, there was no sense to be got involved in reading of another's diaries... To strike up acquaintances also was nonsense. Nobody is necessary to me. Anyway on the Internet. In vain I here was put. Not mine. On this site it is too much animeshnikov and fentezijnikov (or how there them correctly name???), and I do not carry myself neither to those, nor to another. Besides I already left from this a tender age in which the majority dajrikovtsev stays. To me already pro. I old for these that, for this humour, for sights and opinions, which in honour at the average local resident. To me ridiculously to read posts with the youthful delights, the first disappointments, throwings and problems which penny eaten away actually do not stand. In general, I die away here. Last patches of light burn down. I will revive (as a bird the Phoenix) where it is more than those to whom pro at whom already all these detstkosti behind.
I at all do not wish to tell, that I grow old soul. No. To me simply to spit on kavajnyh girls and jaojnyh boys. That's all. To everyone, as they say, the. It is boring to me to open the 100-th under the account a casual diary, and to see same risovannye attractive faces, to read about same multgerojah, again and again.

I would tell, that the site is focused on the specific user:
— The young admirer of the Japanese culture;
— Young gota, emo and so forth;
— The young admirer of a fantasy.
I, fortunately, do not concern one of these subcultures.

Henceforth I close the diary for comments (new posts will be deprived such possibility), now it only my internal dialogue with by itself. Nobody will discuss internal experiences, not for this purpose I will fix them. In due course, probably, I will close access and to the diary if I will feel, that too much the personal is entrusted these pages (but it hardly).