Id 2448
name: Nika
City:Ekaterinburg
Age:28
Hight:167
Weight:57
Ocupation:The lawyer
The marital status:
single:no
Children:no
Smoking: no
Drink: light
Interests: Yoga, fitness, books
message : I someone's malefice and someone's оберег
To whom the award, and to whom payment
I someone's forgotten for ever.
But unforgettable someone's.
I someone's fleeting episode
For an instant one And someone's infinity.
Both someone's top and turn
Erroneous as any carelessness.
I of someone's eyes tired полукружья
And someone's returned smile
And someone's affected равнодушье
Severe as any error.
I someone's ice frozen ground
And someone's warming global
I someone's precipice, someone's height
I - a feat, I - treachery casual.
I of someone's hands night impropriety
And someone's not shown essence
I someone's pain. I someone's indifference.
I someone's fate. I someone's Milky Way.
I someone's distance and someone's heavens
And someone's first love, yours perhaps
Let this knowledge to you will help to escape
After all I - the torn down belief in miracles.
The planet population makes 6,6 billion persons, and we at times so are afraid to remain one))) And only from this figure one person is necessary to our heart. That which will not betray, which will preserve you, to respect and understand. To find the person completely not difficult, and it is difficult to construct normal, human relations. You are confused in intrigues, you get tired of lie and kindness becomes deficiency. There are no rules in relations that you did not do, always try to go from heart, but not always this road appears correct. The boredom kills and fastens to you hands, during that moment when wildly it would be desirable some adrenaline. It would be desirable to live, it would be desirable to cry and laugh, it would be desirable to shout, suffer, fly, rush, be afraid, has fun - but thus something occurs also you be not at a stop!!!!!!
If I was the weak man, I for what have not suffered such woman as I. I would sting it and would shout at it. I would hate its girlfriends and its sneer. I would be jealous and would shut it a mouth kisses. Would ask it to love me. Also would tell to the friends that it very much not the good woman. That for it there is nothing sacred. That to it not to spit only on itself favourite. That it unfortunate also remains one for ever. Is not able because to love.
If I was the strong man. I never would release such woman as I. Because for it there is nothing sacred except it.
The purpose of acquaintance: a marriage, long relations