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Enthusiastic fan in the beginning, Judas to the last days.

I need to get me admired! Want me swoon! So no I could not live! And you can do it!

- Be nice, tell me is there nearby a pretty girl?
- Do you feel the lack of them abroad?
- Of course not. But I used to get me everywhere... don't forget that I'm an artist. My soul has always... always... always have to admire.

I understand that it is impossible to follow the leader, not admiring them. Delight is a stronger sense than the sense of power. Charisma is more effective than the primitive pressure.

Who does not know how weak, empty
Words before the Majesty of beauty?
Whose mind was strong enough
So, delight marvelous blinded
Not clouded over and not acknowledged at least once
The might and power of beautiful eyes?

Can't decide what's harder to pull a smile when I want to cry, or hide the pig happy?

With oak the leaves are falling ash, they*asebe, they*ASABE.
I look at them, and really - Oh*indeed,*Oh indeed...

When the thought of the child will evoke the same enthusiasm as the anticipation of meeting with the giant squid, and then have children.

Every time you do jump, pervert or any other movement in the air... When it turns out better than last time... Or any other sense of self-improvement. That's what enthralls! If you become just a little higher than yesterday, then you're already infinitely happy.

Let's shout to admire each other.
Bombastic words do not be afraid.
Let's tell each other compliments
it's all of love the happy moments.

It's amazing how fast are the waves of delight. Gnaw themselves, to hurt themselves, to compel and itch for hours a day, and the excitement comes and then goes away, and nothing from him remains, except embarrassment, wet backs and trembling from the passing of excitation of muscles.

- Maybe on Thursday?
- I love Thursday!
I'll get the tickets.
- I love tickets!

It's hard to feel enthusiasm for something where there's neither inside nor outside.