Author of quotes: Ivy Blackwit

I love your childhood, your memories carefully kept in a casket in your heart. Love grandma and grandpa, the time spent with them. Now especially sharply it is felt that childhood was over and I felt a kind of terminal stage.
Worth it as long as I can keep in my mind memories of childhood, that at any moment to be able to return to this world of dreams and wonders. And feel on my lips the taste of raspberry jam and childhood.

Some of my days are filled with smells and memories. Little flashes of memories, happy moments, smiles are woven together and swirling in my head, like in the video. I don't understand why certain moments in our lives so well laid in memory, remaining there for a long time, periodically surfacing images, and others briefly run through our brains and never remain there forever. The stars are always there. We just don't always see them.

You can kiss people kissing, skillful, but no kiss nothing compared to the kiss of a loved one, your man. I chose you, I got you, I became yours.

You swallowed me, devoured without any residue of flesh and bones. I belonged to you belong to then and now. Your opinion has me. When you reached for a strand of my hair and tucked it behind my ear, down my body passed an electrochemical discharge. My mind went into orbit, and here, in this body, with only my heart and a wild desire you us.

You must be ready to suffer when near you the one who flipped everything inside.

Today the stars in the sky.
Stars are always there, we just don't always see them, honey.

One never knows at what point it will catch feelings. In General, feelings are a strange thing, which hardly lends itself to his mind.

The only thing I knew I was in love.
And it passes like any other disease and obsession.

A strong spiritual connection is the ability to feel that one of you goes down. It is viscous, unpleasant feeling, it sneaks up on us, for no apparent reason. Covers you with a copper basin, and in front of you is faced with a choice : either to go down with him, or to let go of his hand.

I tell myself that tomorrow I will forget. Tomorrow comes, it always comes. And feelings for you are eternal.

Sometimes I think you're the only one who meant something to me. Only your words I remember, I was sitting up in the morning, talking. Correspondence with you I have learned the words of all songs and poems.

A smile is all that is man. She and his protection and his trust. They are the most sincere. I don't believe people or the words, I believe the smiles. I love the smiles.

... that's the beauty of a human - to know him day by day, carefully to reveal it, because every person is a Pandora's box.

Everything in this very life: the pain you can tolerate; the words you willing and able to listen; moments in life that you still somehow, but able to survive. But all this is ultimately, nothing is impossible, but this potential has its limits. And at some point in their miserable life, you know, here it is - this moment when everything became crystal. It is no longer possible to stick a knife - elementary bleeding. In some episode or period in your life, you begin to realize that you're broken in half, you can't be that the mask doesn't go back to your face. To find the cause is useless, sometimes it even seems that you were born with this fault in the shower. It only remains to find the limit. And move on. Alas, I find him failed. Society is hypocritical goats broke me.