lottery [Theme]

Only now I have fully felt the abyss that separates each person: absolutely anyone can become a harbinger of a personal apocalypse. And although a person is not initially evil, nature takes over him when every day is a lottery. When the question of whether you will remain morally or physically whole rests only on the ability to survive in a wild, lawless world, the instinct of self-preservation turns on. When the whole environment is hostile and just waiting for a chance to rise above others at the expense of other people's victims, everyone should be wary. It is necessary to be afraid of provocations and juggling of facts. And involuntarily it becomes the norm to bury feelings in the far corner of the soul in an impenetrable black box, to control facial expressions, to correct expressions. Of course, the power of unification is bearing fruit. But that seems to be what crushes people's hopes.

Throws good things into the world and does not look to anyone.

To seek a girl and be a man at the same time is by no means a win-win lottery.

Politics is a lottery, a game of chance, but for him it is not over yet, at fifty years old.

If you do not love me, it will be ugly of me to make you love. Will it endure - fall in love? This is all bullshit because of the fear of missing the one who is nearby and continuing to search, not knowing when you will find that one. Someone falls in love easily, someone needs time, events or something else for this. Someone is ready to sacrifice everything for you, but you will not be happy with him, but another, a scoundrel, will fill your soul with happiness. Love is not a lottery, although it is similar to it, and ... Something I got confused, - choosing the words, I lost the message that I wanted to convey to Khalita. - In a word, I love you, but that does not mean that you should reciprocate.

What you pay for when buying a lottery ticket? For the fate! Risk!

In any case, marriage is a lottery.

You have all the rules and life still a lottery is.

Marriage is a lottery in which man puts at stake his freedom, and woman their happiness.

─ I Congratulate You! You are the winner of our annual lottery and won the top prize...
─ You know, I was not involved in any lottery, ─ immediately unceremoniously interrupted his companion Sidorov. ─ I do not want any of the prizes! Please don't call here again!
He's pissed threw up and while lying, slowly cooling down.
Prize! We know these prizes! "Our wonderful pan with a fantastic discount! Just for you!" And with that nonsense they told me on Saturday, at 7 in the morning especially woke! Bastards! To kill for it! With this pan!

Lottery honest marriage: it still has the exact number of wins.

- I always buy a lottery ticket.
- Won?
- And how! Twice a ruble.

We are what we are, and the lottery is foolish.