Hello people who have stumbled upon my Diary of Dreams.
This is my personal diary in which you can find all about the world I live in and the vast sea of emotions I hold.
If I have to make an introduction I can start in the trivial way: Hello, my name is Silvia, I'm 20, been around blogger.com for over 2 years now, I write stories that I dream in my head and I would like to become a famous writer and find an audience, a broad one, that appreciates my work; or I can do it in a more untrivial way and risk to sound like a person floating in the clouds: Dreamer, addict, lover, December, best friend, worst enemy.
It's really up to you to decide which sounds better...
This blog is the English equivalent of my first blog, which I write in Bulgarian. Not all the stuff I have there will show up here, just the significant things. I won't be changing my mind on that matter, so if you wish to read something that is not translated, don't beg me to put it here. Better to ask... you might actually get it.
All the translations here I do myself and since English is not my mother tongue there might be stupid sounding things. Feel free to comment on everything you like and remember to always ask permission before taking (parts of) my stories.
Have a great time!
19.06.2008
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