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I'm free to be different. Today. Tomorrow. And always.

The angel sang - and the skin burst.

You can't judge a person by what they believe in or the color of their skin. The main thing in a person is his soul.

There is a certain kind of beauty - attractiveness that is noticeable to everyone. Big eyes; lips are plump, like a child’s; smooth, clean skin; correct facial features and a thousand other little things. Subconsciously, people always look for these marks in others. No one can help but notice them, no matter where they grow up, no matter how they were brought up. Over millions of years of evolution, this has become an integral part of the human brain.

You say: “It hurts me,” and they answer you: “No, you don’t...”. It doesn't hurt you. Are you scared. You're not feeling bad. You're not tired. This is a whim, be a soldier, pull yourself together, pull yourself together. And you're going to. Once you're going, twice you're going, three, four, five you're going, eighteen times you're going, forty-three. And you really feel how you become more hardened and stronger, how your skin becomes rougher, how your armor grows. And where there used to be something alive and warm, a cold void forms.

Just two years ago, one telephone conversation forever changed all subsequent "How are you?". It was one of those conversations that leaves memory ink on your fingers for a long time. I learned to beware of such conversations that you remember everything about - where you stood, what you were wearing ... These conversations become part of you. Like a second skin.

A person does not have freedom and the skin on the heels is rougher.

A girl of unearthly beauty, especially without clothes. The legs are clean-shaven, the skin is well-groomed. She is perfect, as always. There is only one problem ... “How strange she looks! Is everyone like that?"

Whoever learned to play the guitar, the skin on his fingertips for life hardened.

With new paints, the old man, with the sandy-windy name Time, began to paint his favorite picture. He secretly wants her more than anyone else, it is she who gives him those wings, those feelings that help him soar, believe in himself again, feel youth and freshness, and most importantly, touch Life. A small flower and a timid butterfly - and you are full of those colors with which you can decorate not only your own canvases, but also the faces and hearts of people. A light breeze - and freshness again touches you, as if Aurora herself invites you to follow her through new achievements and discoveries, in search of miracle and magic. A sunny kiss - and the skin comes to life with a multi-colored motley meadow, on which, after a moment, flowers waltz, giving inexpressible fragrance and aroma. And it feels like all this has already happened many times, but you look, look with bated breath and understand that Life is when you can free of charge, on open palms, stretch out your innermost secrets and gifts to the world, as Spring does. May this spring give you everything that it has been preparing for so long and carefully: warmth, joy, colors, happiness and Love. With a warm smile and a sun-heart, Ya.

- It's not armor. This is my skin.

“Slim needs company, and I need a new shmoo.”

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