Author of quotes: Lisa Oldoak

Our fates are topped with new turns of events, we're different people now.

I rely on the green railing and gaze at the serene channel: down - and be done with it? I wonder how many millions of people standing on the bridges of Saint-Petersburg, managed to ask this same question?

Looking at me not 20-year-old girl - through her huge eyes watching me the Devil himself. And I want hell I want to plunge into them with strips of their own prejudices... it's Like falling into a churning ocean with sheer cliffs.

Door George slammed with the same dull thud with which could have hit my coffin first stone.

Empty amount of thought, logic and action has placed each of the characters of this story in its place: someone crossed someone hoisted the Parallels, someone went on a tangent.

Someone, can, will comfort the idea that sooner or later the selfish will pay for everything.

But the story is going, not asking my permission, and every hundred meters inside of this car, I'm further from the person with whom behind closed curtains you want to pull a crazy night, hiding from the sunlight.

I have character representations, but the flowers to me no one present.

He does not oppose another whim of their fans, and, continuing to please him, we are laughing as the three mermaids, ulyanovskie under water the captain's body.

My God, it's such torture to live this moment, to exist, to go somewhere, to do something!.. To be.

"They are like sailors... Sooner or later you have to leave," one day you'll write me Violetta, referring to rock stars. And I think of her as the only one, but a pretty heart is the souvenir my memory of the voyage.

But time and distance was stronger. The fire between us inexorably faded, leaving only a handful of ash - memories.

He doesn't pity me, he doesn't care, he's a sinner and Punisher at the same time.

This meeting is at the entrance prior to their departure to the airport would be meaningless. Since all I wanted was to be alone. Alone...