Character: Pablo

- It was a year and a half ago. She is growing up. She is now 18. She graduated from high school.
- To take on such a responsibility?!
- I'll have to answer for it.

- I want to take a man instead of Miguel. Without him we managed.
- You can take one without my permission.
- That girl from camp "Lagrange".
- From a penal colony? Not afraid to mess with any of them?
I was like that when I was 17. I was given the chance.

Lucky are born or made? I think depends on the case. There are lucky people, they glow from within, and if you get to know them closer, you realize that they deserve it. They are good to others, so everyone around them glows with positivity. There are those who are not always lucky, but sometimes luck can be found only by seeing all the good that gives you a life. The important thing is not whether we deserve what we have, how we use it, all the good and all the bad that gives us life.

Why all never folded, like a mosaic? Probably because sometimes missing some details...

All my life we don't stop to reflect, to seek a reasonable reason to do what they want and to justify myself for what not to do. In this quest, in the recesses of the mind, we forget that our goal has always been close, at arm's length. Simply follow the rhythm of the beating of our hearts. The heart gives us strength: teaches us to give and give up everything for those we love. Heart tries to remain alive. If it is accelerated, then we are on the right track. Heart supports us when we try to find strength in our fear and recognize that no risk no gain. To make difficult decisions and leave as they want to be there to get rid of the shackles of those we love. All this can be done only by following his heart. When we notice that the heart beats faster and we find a new reason to live and then life changes.

There are those who are brave enough to remove the mask, there are those who cannot live without her. And there are those who do not know about its existence until it will break. Let's face it, there's nothing more convenient mask no one knows how you feel. Minus the mask that the longer you hide, the worse to remember who you really are.

Someone once said to me "Be careful with surprises!", because most of them hide the truth. The surprises really do have something in common- neither one of them we are not ready. But the surprises are not all bad, some surprises like bombs. The blast hurts the most unexpected places. However, nothing is ever more exciting and exciting than waiting for uncertainty. Besides, how certainty is able to relieve someone from pain? It is best to be prepared. If life will surprise you, try to surprise her in response.

A little love is a little bit of wine. But their excess can get.

But intelligent people sometimes have to drink to not get bored with fools.

You, you, Oh you, my big little pony. You're not that woman like a hot rock. A girl with cropped head, clumsy as soon as that newly-born foal. You will not offend and will not lie, and understand everything. You, Oh you, my good big boy!

Pathetic and murders need to end! Finally obrazumtes! You have to live and to learn to laugh. You must learn to listen to the cursed radio music of life and to reverence the spirit behind it needs to learn to laugh at its distortions. More from you is required.