Woman
How I grew up...
I’ve always had a weakness for the written word, especially for honest thoughts put it down on a paper, feelings explained so that you realized that you are not the only person ‘’which has happened that’’ a gesture so pathetic so you can realize that ‘’if you were into a movie you were playing the clown who evokes laughter, sorrow and the criticism of the audience’’.I always represent the main actress of the movie ... that until I came here in a big city where I started to go to university and try to somehow find my purpose in life ... still trying to work it touching.
How to be a powerful woman...
Fear of change?All the same! Where do I go to meet him? I'm tired of trying!
That's your thinking? That you think about men?
I'm afraid for you, your future does not sound right with that thought.
Rather than changing your partner, family landscape, "comfortable" you better doing a compromise in you may swallow a bitter pill, until life itself will reach a compromise that will leave your only bitterness in the mouth and in your soul.
I care about you, why don’t you understand???
Rain with message of despair - this is the phase where you start to become door mat, cloth, anything he can wipe his feet.Think you embarrass?? ))) No way! For thy mercy he shall return to laugh once again of you, to make him once again nausea and run it as far legs away from your eyes .. beggar who keeps his picture: I want you!
You never tired
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hone guard, beast does not call!
Compulsively check mail: You have absolutely no messages!
Vodka and cursing: Get out with the girls in the city: drinking fierce from which you choose with headache and nausea after alcohol.
hone guard, beast does not call!Compulsively check mail: You have absolutely no messages!
Vodka and cursing: Get out with the girls in the city: drinking fierce from which you choose with headache and nausea after alcohol.
What are you doing when you want him and he doesn’t want you anymore?
Despite all the faults that I find when I look him, I still want him but he doesn’t want me. I try my best to rob my eyes and understand what kind of spell-bound me to him. I do not understand why ... some time ago ... he was just honey drink from my palm, breathe only when he sees me in his arms, he dream at more every night and I ran, postpone, make jokes and smile when I was looking at poor love.
And now?? What happened? I don’t understand! I need professional help!! I feel like a crazy!!!!
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