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To learn how to do it ... The women in such a dynamic rhythm of modern life ...
Enlist his support, it works off a 9-hour day, not knowing what it was without him. She enjoys the favorite dish, while not letting him out of his gentle hands. It is able, without leaving the dance floor, do with it what is usually used to do, in addition to entertain themselves. She nibbles such often tedious granite science, sometimes escape his embrace of boredom and, at times resorting to its real help.
With him it suits his personal life, decisively breaking with the past and planning the future optimistically, what he tacitly condones. Without it, it is unlikely to enter into a contract perspective, let alone a celebration on this or that occasion, and all the more. Her journey, wherever that may be, will definitely be a lonely and lost, if, through the fault of her memory, he will not make her company. She tend to experience moments of nostalgia, shrouding it with his warm and gentle breathing. And he - inspire and make her happy ... as easily and naturally as to cause pain and bring in big trouble. Without it, she does not want to go out, and even in the kitchen, in his absence, she felt uncomfortable, and fell asleep with him next door, she knows that he and no one else will wake her in the morning. In moments of despair she chews it, in moments of happiness - kiss, and still using it ... It tints lips.
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But this is only the lyrics in comparison with what begins to happen to her when he should let them know about it ... It is no longer accept him as a true and reliable assistant, faithfully standing guard over her life and begins to constantly see it reflected . At this point he becomes a part of it, merges with it together and ceases to exist for her as a single substance. But if he remains silent, it being absolutely sure of its good yesterday, he begins to doubt his ability to function today. And at some point, it ceases to be with him a single entity, and becomes its opposite ...
He is silent, and she was screaming in this silence. He is still waiting, and she has erased from his vocabulary such words as "waiting". It fulfills its role, and she had forgotten that she has urgent business. He is always equally great, and she did not even deign to even go to the mirror. He was absolutely calm, and she rushes from one corner of the apartment. And the more time passes, the more it falls apart. He also for the absolute tranquility just enough space her hands tightly around his ... well, as always ...
What's happening? And why his presence in her life He extends its range of feelings so? Who is He ... this unknown conductor its adversity and joy, sadness and laughter?
He - her mobile ...)))
With him it suits his personal life, decisively breaking with the past and planning the future optimistically, what he tacitly condones. Without it, it is unlikely to enter into a contract perspective, let alone a celebration on this or that occasion, and all the more. Her journey, wherever that may be, will definitely be a lonely and lost, if, through the fault of her memory, he will not make her company. She tend to experience moments of nostalgia, shrouding it with his warm and gentle breathing. And he - inspire and make her happy ... as easily and naturally as to cause pain and bring in big trouble. Without it, she does not want to go out, and even in the kitchen, in his absence, she felt uncomfortable, and fell asleep with him next door, she knows that he and no one else will wake her in the morning. In moments of despair she chews it, in moments of happiness - kiss, and still using it ... It tints lips.
But this is only the lyrics in comparison with what begins to happen to her when he should let them know about it ... It is no longer accept him as a true and reliable assistant, faithfully standing guard over her life and begins to constantly see it reflected . At this point he becomes a part of it, merges with it together and ceases to exist for her as a single substance. But if he remains silent, it being absolutely sure of its good yesterday, he begins to doubt his ability to function today. And at some point, it ceases to be with him a single entity, and becomes its opposite ...
He is silent, and she was screaming in this silence. He is still waiting, and she has erased from his vocabulary such words as "waiting". It fulfills its role, and she had forgotten that she has urgent business. He is always equally great, and she did not even deign to even go to the mirror. He was absolutely calm, and she rushes from one corner of the apartment. And the more time passes, the more it falls apart. He also for the absolute tranquility just enough space her hands tightly around his ... well, as always ...
What's happening? And why his presence in her life He extends its range of feelings so? Who is He ... this unknown conductor its adversity and joy, sadness and laughter?
He - her mobile ...)))
