Book: Hop-hop, snail

But it was something I finally learned. At least to leave. Not to waste time trying to become her in the company of strangers. Not afraid of missing a hypothetical chance, which is now suddenly a miracle will happen and I shed the rays of his attention, especially that there is no "it" for the foreseeable distance does not exist. Not to explain. Not to make excuses. Not to say goodbye.

There was a strange feeling that smart people online a lot, but a fool only one, only writes under different names - so come in like texts.

In seventeen years struggling to be a grown woman, and, as an adult woman, the remnants of the forces put on it to look like at seventeen.

If you are tired of your marriage, and make the decision about divorce as it is not strong enough, start it, and I assure you, it will be easy how to open a bottle of Italian wine opener again, and you already broke up.

If you want love and loyalty - buy a dog if tenderness the cat, the sex, the prostitute, to talk about this psychologist.

And in General, to forget to postpone life until a certain date, to pay, to leave, to the end of the week, until spring, until the first star.
Then it will be terribly sorry for those missed, in advance of the crossed-out days on the calendar.

Very hard to sleep with someone you don't love, and almost impossible with someone you have fallen out of love.

Sadness comes with silence and tears.