I don’t want to receive from you a gift of thick angels and pink hearts. I don’t care about chocolate and bears. I don’t want to force you to watch sluggish movies, I don’t want you to kneel when you give me a rose (red and long), and I don’t want a rose, and even the bouquets of my favorite chamomile... I don’t need you to bring me breakfast to bed, I don’t need poems under the moon. All I need is your smile. Only the sincere. All I need is your “hello” in the morning instead of a dull wake-up call. Instead of long letters about love – a piece of paper with a single inscription ":)". I don’t need to hear “I love you, my beauty, my beauty, my cleverness, my sweetheart,” I don’t need to see text messages “I love you, I love you, my sweetheart, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. All I need is the warmth of your hands. The silence next to you will sound to me like the most beautiful track (hi-hi, your favorite teesto). Only your voice can be more beautiful. Strong and melodic at the same time. The most pleasant thing would be just a cup of hot tea when I come, tired, after work. I don’t care what you say, I’m growing out of your attention... all I want is to be loved as I love you. Be happy, my good M.

xxx(21.02.2010 0:14):
Q. Do I have a chance for you?
yyy(21.02.2010 0:15)
Under me, under me

SeeT: Now my mom said a brilliant phrase I quote: "Never get married, Roma". and. and.

Bor, you will hear me! I appeal to everyone!
Tomorrow at 3.30 Moscow time, our team will play with the Canadians in hockey for the semi-final! Let’s make sure they win as we can, right?

Always yours, the bull.

A story from my real past.
A biology lesson.
Before the beginning, everyone leaves the notes, because the teacher at the beginning of the lesson usually conducts a flash survey on the previous topic.
The call.
The Teacher:
Similarities and differences between human and human-like monkey.
The classmate:
I have similarities, I have no differences.
They crashed together with the teacher.
The survey was broken.

His grandfather (colonel, combat officer) had a daylight on May 9, his wife was born on February 29. My Uncle (their son) - October 7 (Constitution Day, who remembers, old). The holiday was cancelled, his sister came to the forefront, my mother - with her D/R on June 28 (the day of the constitution in Ukraine, where we are unhappy to live). Her husband, my dad, is right on March 8. I personally have a daylight on January 1.
When I married a man who was born on Easter (just the year of his birth coincided) and, having given birth to a daughter on September 1, I called a friend and the date, I heard a whisper and the phrase "Don't P*di!", from all unoccupied holidays in the year, count back 9 months and be extremely careful these days.
I’m for what... I’m also a senior lieutenant. And the dream of an idiot was fulfilled - I was given a female shaving foam yesterday!! to

Here people see dreams, curious, and dreams people see?

In Poland. Large line in the store. One man is trying to get in without a turn. Aunt standing at the beginning says to him:
Lord, let it end up!
The man looks at her and says:
If you are such a chicken, let it be on the chicken!

But I wonder, I thought here... Putin also has a work book, right? How is it written there? :) "Position - the President of the Russian Federation"Adopted such a number, dismissed such a number... And the next inscription "Position - the Prime Minister of the Russian Federation" :) Blow, well, somehow it is being issued there, right? :) Does anyone know?

Putin had a plush bear as a child. Putin has grown.
Bear is also HD

I wondered what was better: a girl or a pet?? to
I’m the one you like to fuck...
Nothing has been cut so... oh

Grandma told me.
We then lived in Vladimir, and I set up a factory in Moscow and we moved to Tsaritsino. I didn’t know how to go, but they told me, ‘You’re going to the stop, you’re going to the 37th tram and you’re going to the ‘FABRIC’ stop. It was winter and there were heavy frosts. I came to the stop and began to count: the first tram, the second, the third... When I approached the 37th, I was already in order, but I still arrived. That’s what we were, grandchildren".
Grandma, I love you!

In response to:

You are happy! Here’s the pen for the shave, you think... And nobody congratulated me. Even though I am a pilot. Only the commander of the SMS'ku sent. It is funny, right?
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I sincerely congratulate you on your holiday! It is very unfortunate that this happens: they often congratulate those who have no relationship to this holiday, and forget about the military. Thank you Defender!

Women’s logic, women’s logic... We sit with my ex today, we drink coffee. We were separated a long time ago, but now we are friends.
He worries how it happened that we broke up.
I: We broke up because you called me a prostitute and said it was over between us, sweetheart.
He says: You are a fool! I should have understood what this means "I love you!"

Three girls in the kitchen.
1: Behold, I have a small asus breath, the windscreen on it is dead...
Can I put Ubuntu on you? It is very simple, there is OpenOffice instead of Word, you will quickly master it!
How do you know so much about computers? When did you learn this?
You know, I didn’t have sex for a year.

(Viewed in the ZJ)

My right hand is a mouse, and my left hand is playing with my right hand. It’s good to be a girl, but

My girlfriend has a whistle on a secret relationship (so that no one knows about us). We’ve been dating for 10 months, and she’s never even kissed me on the street >_<
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It is not a whisper. That means you are not alone with her. Bring it to the best – maybe this guy will see and see. Sadly the guy.

The spammers. Stop sending messages from other people’s names. Please please.
I am 19 years old. A few days ago my classmate died.
And in "my world mail" I got spam from this girl’s mail. I almost sat down — for a moment I thought she was alive, and it was all a bad joke. And when I realized that I was spamming... I still walk like a whipped one.
Sorry for reading this, but please bring it. The story I’ve told is absolutely true, and I don’t want anyone to experience it. Apologize again.

Uranus: Do you want to read other people’s SMS? First increase the penis by 10 centimeters!!! to

Poncha: Diana, how do you feel about friendly sex?
Dian4ik: yeee... negative
Poncha: (( (((
Poncha: What do you think about hostile sex?