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To confirm that this is Really You, please enter your Phone number Your mobile phone numberI am looking for: a Girl that I will love, Respect and I will be Very pleased to see her. That I'll take what It is. which I'll take care of. Never regret it, man. Don't try to be Like a second mother, let It be God, sir, the Person with the prefix plus Plus: the strongest, the most Expensive, for the back, friendly With the shoulder, the best, For your family and friends, The one with whom all The problems are in vain. Don't try it men: In football, try to let Go, in the sauna, to Friends, on a birthday, in The Morning to fish in Your noble fishing, Or on The Internet, in the evening, In the fight against exercise shoots. It is left on the Shelf in the bathroom with A nail, no, Yes, for Me it is not difficult. Whether it's a woman At home, with friends in The bedroom insatiable and a Queen next to him at A friend's house. Almost anything. If you are a colon And lazy, your husband will disappear. Not the swamp of your Tears in jealous eyes depends On good will. Don't be with him, As with a dog, with paws. Let him go and he Will come back to you. It's just that the Shorter the leash, the faster You'll get off it.

It won't work, and Then it will, for you From the sky to draw From the stars.

I'm the woman you Always come back to, but Only one of your every life. It's me who forgot You're trying, at the Crossroads of your chosen paths. I'm closing the Chapter Sketches due to carelessness. You are already my poisoned Tenderness, in which there is No antidote, alas. I am a woman, from Myself, from every hill, from You to her, to my Beloved, to my God. The one you Wake up With in the morning. Don't let me go Anywhere else. I'm the woman you'Re coming back to. WHEN YOU ARE FIGHTING, DON'T LET YOUR HEARTS BE AT ENMITY WITH EACH OTHER, DON'T SAY WORDS THAT WILL INCREASE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN YOU, FOR THERE MAY COME A DAY WHEN THE DISTANCE WILL BE SO GREAT THAT YOU WILL NOT FIND A WAY BACK. You look a woman in The eye, when the sun'S dawn is born in Her eyes, disappears into the Abyss-let's save the Female a look of unhappiness. I'll give you a Woman of the word who Was a woman and was Wrong: Play, excitement-resist, in A word, misery. flowers to a woman when The last bridges are lit. When fate washes her trail To save a woman from Her misfortunes.

Heavy bags, Breakfast in bed, Prepared in the morning

Because for a woman to Be born again, so little Is needed: in the twilight, Only a glance. Sometimes just a flower, some Women have eyes that search Every day, and when you Find her, then you won'T carry her gaze. And why don't you Tell me what model it Is and play it through Your eyes. But, of course, for everyone, For no apparent reason, it Is doomed to be the Center of attraction for men In advance. So, my God, pint, What A set of feminine qualities. Though all this mystery to Uncover, try to let your Secret into the mystery and It will remain. TYPE OF QUANTITY: JANUARY-nervous FEBRUARY-loving, but he is Changeable MARCH-envious, in love Does not tolerate APRIL PRIDE, Quickly in love JUNE-beautiful, Angry, beautiful, but angry JUNE-Proud, in September-unpleasant, but OCTOBER-loves girls in cases Of insistent, cold, needs love NOVECHNY-bad, beautiful, loves many Girls December-costs, able to love. DEVOCHINA'S CHARACTER: JANUARY - good, Beautiful, smart, loving FEBRUARY-loving, Smart, smart, modest MARCH, kind, Modest APRIL, mischievous, MAY - good, Smart, good, beautiful JUNE, fast, Happy JUNE - beautiful, wicked, ZLOTY, AUGUST, modest SEPTEMBER-smart, beautiful, Bad OCTOBER - smart, bad, fair NEW-jealous, fun, jealous DECEMBER, Brave, kind, cheeky You're Far, up to shoulder for Me, even when you don'T get there. On it, I didn't Have to burst into tears, I knew how bitterness is In a warm heart. I miss your shoulder. You have moved away from Me, do not look into My eyes, do not drown In them and do not Dissolve, and in them you Should not touch Me, as You have now reflected the sky.

I need your eyes.

You're far away, I Don't have enough hands To hold you. to embrace, protect and reassure, For me, love has given My Heart your desired passionate stroke. Just as she craves warmth With distant hands, so the Great goal of every human Being is to understand love. Love is neither in the Other nor in itself. And we ourselves, in ourselves. And here for his awakening, And this is different. The universe only makes sense If you have someone to Share your feelings with. As a rule, such meetings Occur at the moment when We reach the limit, when We feel the need to Die and be reborn.

Dates are waiting for us, But how often should we Identify them as well.

In dusty Moscow, an old Two-story house was built In the last century.Next door, there was a Dazzling black man who loved A Man.No, they're not friends.

The cat just looked at him.Not much if he looked At its heartbeat.

Oh, how his heart feels. if, during a meeting, quietly, He spoke to her: hi No, not friends. The cat would just let Him do it. On his knees, he sat On top of himself.In the Park once he Was with a Man suddenly He fell. Well, the cat suddenly went crazy. He wailed a neighbor, a siren. She was running. What was going on in Everyone's head. The cat didn't say anything. She wasn't her cat. It just happened that way. He does not sleep, does Not drink or eat, humbly Waits for him to appear In the Windows of light, Just sits.

And even a little bit.

He will return, and quietly To her: Hello in a Dusty old Moscow old house Two seven lives.

Not to mention a century. You're the truth I'Ve been waiting for, Cat. Cats don't wait. Stupid, stupid, you're my Man.