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It makes no sense to forbid that which is impossible to control!
Cradle. Diapers Cry. Word. Step. Cold. Doctor ... School. Deuce. Troika. Five .... The ball. Footboard. Gypsum. Bed ... Fight. Blood. Broken nose ... Yard. Friends. Party. Force ... Institute. Spring. Bushes ... Summer. Session. Tails .... Beer. Vodka. Gin with ice ... Coffee. Session. Diploma of Romanticism. Love. Star ... Hands. Lips. A night without sleep ... Wedding. Mother-in-law. Father in law. Trap ... Quarrel. Club. Friends. A glass ... House. Work. House. Family ... the sun. Summer. Snow. Winter ... Son. Diapers Cradle ... Stress. Lover. Bed ... Business. Money. Plan. Avral ... =)
I love you passionately. I will give my life for you. I’ll endure everything for you. I will throw the world at your feet. I will turn the earth. I'll fly a bird to the sky. I will get you the moon. I want to give you the sun too. I dive into the abyss without fear. I will become a wave of the sea. I'll take you deep. I'll be there for you. I will never betray you. I will be faithful like a dog. I won’t let you cry. I can't stand your tears. I can handle any trouble. I will not die, I will live. I will become your destiny. I will love you! =))
An ideal solution to the problem of morality would be a society where each individual becomes completely independent of the others and can act in accordance with his ideas about good and evil. Such a world would probably be monstrous from the point of view of any outside observer. Fortunately, this is not possible, since it will require, in fact, the creation of billions of universes - for every intelligent organism. =)))

Youth is characterized by maximalism, it is natural. I want to change something, go somewhere, do something. And then adult life begins: work, wife, children, debts for the apartment, we need a new car, where to get the money, where to attach the children for the summer? Day factory, evening bar or TV. Children mutter "everything is normal," and that’s enough. And no one notices smart guys who revolve around schools and discos. And if they notice, then "it's not my business," "they are cool, but we are weak," "let those who get paid do this." It’s much easier to watch the thirty-tenth episode of your favorite series about nothing and drink a bottle of beer. Indifference, youthful maximalism gives way to adult indifference. I understand that the family is sacred, the most important thing, but it is impossible to forget that our small "I" should be a part of society. And each "I" should not be indifferent to what is happening around. But waking up these selves is extraordinarily difficult. We need a unifying idea, power, if you want. But THERE IS A POWER which awakens people. It distracts them from the TV and makes you think not only about what will happen in the next part of the series. Or are you against TRUE FAITH penetrating the souls of people? Because it is PRINCIPLE. =))))
Life has chosen you - but you have the right to reject the challenge. What would a world be like without wild grapes and autumn rains? What will become a road without dust and steel without rust? What will you become without people? By myself. We were not asked if we want to live. But only we are given the choice of the path. Understand your way, catch your wind. May the world remain plain - you are destined to be a rock. As long as there is light, you can cast a shadow. As long as there is sun and air, there will always be wind. And it's good that he sometimes hits in the face. I will tell about myself - but it will be your story. You have the right to rewrite it again - that is probably what I want. Learn to write - on the fallen leaves and streams of a mountain river. Learn to be responsible for yourself - and not ask questions to others. I start. And you will put an end to where you consider it necessary. There was probably a time when people - both adults and children - wanted to feel like someone: even if it was wild grapes, or road dust, or rust on the stainless steel of society? Nada Remain yourself. Never think that with the help of words you can smooth out your flaws or add brilliance to your virtues ... A person who does not tell anything about himself or tells everything, no one will trust anything. I took the words to tell everything. Do not believe me. Do not trust your soul. But the hot wax of words on my hands. And when the words cool down, turn into black on a white shadow, they will retain their handprint. Read from my hands ... Books that deny the power of words are ridiculous and dear to me. Crazy words denying the power of books. I lived their life - before starting my own. Words taught through centuries have taught me love. I knew it was about me. It was me who made a living flower, a happy flower, and I was waiting for the heat that would make me open. But there was no heat - probably it was left with those who knew how to love and suffer. With those who saw a living flower in love, with those who found words about love that made them love, with those who spoke about the death of love in such a way that they wanted to die. How I hated writers who made me think of good endings for their books! How I fell in love with them - they didn’t know how to lie ... As I loved their heroes - writers could die, but books lived ... "He understood that it was necessary to light a fire," they said about my hero, my book love. Nowadays, they don’t like to light a fire. They say that the flame is outdated with the wheel. I will learn to light a fire. And I don’t feel sorry for the wheel. Better to walk on the ground.
If you cannot become happiness, be pain. Having forgotten how to love, do not rush to hate. Remember what they said a long time ago: Few people (and this especially applies to young people) know how to love and hate. Their love is unbridled weakness, destructive for the subject of their love, hatred is a hot, impetuous, blind force, always destructive for themselves. When you feel that you are able to love, go off the Road and build the House. If you thought you could hate it, run away!
A man who defies fate is a favorite sight of the gods. Oh well. Trite truth, but to the place ... But the day is coming when the gods are tired of watching. Even the omnipotent wants to measure strength. And it’s scary when there is no lock to which the key does not fit, questions for which there are no answers have disappeared. Strength exists only in confrontation, absolute power is indistinguishable from powerlessness.
I love summer more. Only it always ends. Endless summer. Let in the electronic world. Even if you aren’t quite there .., but there will always be summer there. Remember when we stood there, in the depths, and you said that the summer was over? So now it can become eternal. The hot wind on the cheek, the taste of strawberries on the lips, the stars in the sky, the touch of warm water ... Summer ... It leaves so quickly that you do not have time to shout "wait!" And it seems, for a long time, it seems that it is still here. At your fingertips - memory, memory of summer. Trembling, cramping, head thrown towards the rain, a quiet laugh and an occasional smile - summer ... Still, summer. They tell you that it has already left, but you are looking for its traces, running, running late, not having time ... But still, summer. And you follow in its melting tracks .., two hours in the car, three hours by plane, a little walk - let's go! I don’t know where. We will come. All for the summer. Little, pretty little. A timid piece of lagging summer. And you don’t need to either, otherwise you will die of heat ... Summer ... Give me my piece of summer ... And he is with me. Forever and ever. My summer. What was, what is, what will be. Summer forever! I remember how it goes away. As the yellow sun melts into the scarlet sunset. As the wind begins to smell of snow. I smiled at the wind. I asked him: "Wait!" A little bit! Leave me a little summer! And the wind has seen people like me more than once. While it was warm, he did not argue with me. But it became cold, and the wind whispered: "Summer is over." I did not believe right away. But the summer is over. Rain is coming. Cold, dull, gray. I reached out and caught a drop of water. I did not like the reflection. "It's not me!" I said to the water. But the drop froze with a grain of ice. And I realized that this is my reflection. And the worst thing is that it does not melt in my palm. So the palm is not warmer than ice. Have you really not felt it yet? This great art? This breath of eternal summer?
Love is a drug. At first, there is euphoria, lightness, a feeling of complete dissolution. The next day you want more. You have not had time to get involved, but at least you feel the sensations, you are sure that you can do without them at any time ...
There are such minutes and days, When you want to change everything to the roots ... Your view of life, Your existence, Forget about pain, Forget about suffering !!! To love, to be loved, To give joy and happiness, To overcome All grief, bad weather ... Laugh and cry, But not from pain ... Surrender to the arms of Passion and will !!!
You can know yourself only after you open the verge of your own abilities. I wish that the opportunities were huge !!!!
Eye color ....... ~ Eye color - and only ... Green eyes will show shades of grassy emerald, and their calm light will soften the space ... Blue eyes - decorate the world with glare of ocean water, making anyone believe in life itself ... Blue - will be enchanted by the mild shamelessness of the azure spring sky ... Grays - will remind you of the strict clear lines of the city, or entangled in soft silver silk ... Brown - will reflect the silhouettes in the dark, will delay the night for another second, for a minute ... What color is in your eyes? I do not know ... I do not have time to understand ...
What smells of love ...? Love smells of caramel - This is the smell of his hair. And love smells like spruce ... Although ... it's me not seriously. Love has the smell of the sea, And a little more thunderstorms. Sometimes it smells of pain And the smell of tears. And it also happens that it smells of Light in the window in it. If love does not wither away, there is always a smell in her. Love smells like perfume, What was the first date. These are perfumes from Armani. We didn’t forget the smell. Love smells like a smile And a kiss in the wind, Sometimes it smells like a mistake ... No ... not that ... I can't ... Love smells only of happiness, There is no evil in it. Love does not smell often, Only if there is enough heat. The smell of love - it is different, He is for each his own.
If you want life to smile at you, first smile at life itself!
i`ll stay with you for night and sit by so guiet. fot you sweetheart, i will sing my song before you fall asleep. and suddenly the bleak and empty house will turn so warm and cozy. i`ll cherish all my love to you. don`t be afraid of troubles-i`ll be with you forever. jh, dear! why it is so warm? the only reason is you fall so airplane asleep, calmed down with my lovong arms, just having gantle kiss upon your smiling lips.
I will stay with you and sit quietly. for you my love, I’ll tell a bedtime story. and suddenly the house will become warmer cold and empty. I’ll give you all the love, don’t be afraid, I’m with you. why is it so warm? it's you in my arms. you fall asleep so easily with a kiss on your lips ...
Good girls do the same thing as bad girls, but since they are good, they do it much better
If you have been brought to sin, then it’s a sin not to use it.
Despite all the protests of men, it has long been known that they do not favor smart women. Although, of course, this applies only to a serious relationship, which was proved by as many as 4 universities - 3 Scottish and 1 English. Scientists from Bristol, Edinburgh, Aberdeen and Glasgow argue that successful ladies at work are unlikely to be as successful in their personal lives. The research was based on the observation of the fate of 900 British women whose intelligence coefficient was determined 40 years ago, when they were all still at a tender age - they were 11 years old. It turned out that the higher the IQ of the observed person, the more difficult it was for her to find a man who would like to start a family with her. Conversely, with a decrease in this indicator, the chances of acquiring a husband increased greatly. Meticulous Scots even calculated that every extra 16 points reduced the attractiveness of the fair sex by as much as 40%. For comparison: the presence of each of the next 16 points in men just increased their attractiveness in the eyes of potential brides and increased the chances of success by 35%.
Scientists believe that everything is explained by cowardice and uncertainty of the stronger sex. Allegedly, gentlemen subconsciously experience fear of a remarkable mind and high achievements of the second half, which they themselves may not possess. It’s better to have a “mother,” who doesn’t have enough stars from the sky, chatting out of business and asking too many questions, but she will understand, feed and take a sip. According to researchers, men who prefer to control their relationship with the weaker sex are more likely to expect treason from highly intelligent business women than from manual silly women. It’s not scary to let such a place out in a crowded place - it’s still not going anywhere from the “sons”. This ownership feeling doesn’t just pass away, as scientists from the University of Michigan of the USA say, it evolved over a long period of evolution, when the male sought to reduce the possibility of unauthorized treason.
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