Cry

Loneliness - it is rotten feeling when you know that there is the right one for whom you live and struggle with difficulties and challenges. Yes, of course, life is full of surprises, there are always ups and downs combined with this drop is not so bad if you have a reliable rear. Life is like a military operation, and that the important thing in the war - it is a good friend, who can substitute you my shoulder, when you have no strength to go on, which will give advice when it would seem from you all turned away, with whom you can share joy at the water cups on a halt by tightening with it, fraternally, the only remaining jammed cigarette ... In the search for such a friend take years of peace and war only when time flies inexorably fast when on who depends on a number of thin thread and your life, there is friendship for a few seconds when you feel that you are someone pulls his collar, pulling out from under fire, and risking his life for the sake of what you would zhil.Tolko there to the back move away such things as prejudice, religion, external beauty ... Only there will you bite the ground in impotent rage by the fact that you have run out of ammo and your best "friend" AKM useless piece of hardware that you will not spaset.Tolko there to see it, someone lomanetsya to you through "sector"That would pull out, while the rest will be opened a furious fire, zhgya last cartridges (your chance to stay alive) for what would that someone ran up to you alive ... Only there, after all that has happened, you will hugging dirty figure in the army pea jacket, look at this not shaved face filled with happiness and understand that we must live! But we are not at war, we are now, where people prefer not to notice each other, but when the moment comes, just take advantage of the for the weakest. Now we are there, where jungle (yes, forgive me the wolves - the most friendly people in the world who live in flocks and helping each other) laws, where survival of the fittest. Now we are where we are few, past the war and who were able to endure in his heart, not blind bestial rage, and the best quality, tied to the warm human relationships: respect, loyalty and love ...
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It all started with a phone call, or rather it started even earlier with SMS - message on my mobile phone. However, I soon forgot about the SMS-ke, but the phone call made me think about the many, and not only to review the principles of life, but the very zhizn.Eto happened on Monday evening when all my family already had dinner, and everyone involved in its business. I worked that night rang his old friends as in their "nasty" nature, I try to poke their noses everywhere, even where it is not necessary. Less than two minutes from the time I put down the phone, like the sound of a phone call alerted me that someone eager to communicate. In Caller ID numbers to highlight the phone, but even they were not able to clarify to me the one who zvonit.Na mine: "Alo?"He replied a pleasant velvety female voice: - Hello, can Anton - Yes, I have slushayu.- Hey, did you know my head spun one question:? "WHO ???????? !!!!, but he remained without otveta.Ya started playing "guessing Game"But the positive result was never achieved! After all, I called the one I had never seen before, and that of course, could not know her voice. (Now that I think I would have recognized her voice from the other hundreds of thousands of votes.) Her voice seemed captivated me; mild chest - he made me tremble, my mood subordinating its playful tone of voice. This voice was not only excited at the same time, but also reassured me. I thought that if I meditate somewhere in a quiet, God-forsaken corner of the forest, so much he gave me to relax, though under my fifth point is not fragrant forest "carpet" of flowers and forest herbs, and just plain linoleum of my kitchen ... The more I talked to her, the more and more I liked it: intelligent, independent woman, what else can dream of a lonely young man who threw all turned out? that girl named Galya and she is very lonely (so, at least, it seemed to me), but it has a lot of friends of young people. The more I learned, the more and more I wanted to hold her close and protect them from the dangers of life, the burden of worries and fears. Why this happened, probably because my soul was looking for the soul, which, as my izgladalas for affection, attention and warmth of relations. To be honest, and in conversation with itself always need honesty, I really liked the Galia, but I'm not the person who took out a gold nugget, throw it over your shoulder and go looking for the next ... So I decided to meet her, or rather , she decided, but the goals have been different: I wanted warmth and love it - that it would be fucked (at least here says it all honestly and nothing covered up by false words).
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Yes, as they say - life is hard thing, so hard that it causes. But it is always necessary to be optimistic and look to the future I am the manager - the manager now, this is my profession, which I like, its meaning is that if you are managing the firm, you have to look at a lot of points ahead, get opponents to maneuver in the turns, otherwise you will not survive - you will eat together with the other kostyami.V life - I Sergeichev lieutenant, commander of a repair platoon Shepitovskogo regiment Guards Kantemir division in / h 43162. in this life, all determined by the charter and the orders of the commanders, but this life is far complicated due to the fact that there are at stake of life, many lives, and not just your own ...
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With Galina we talked on the phone for a week. During this time, our conversations became longer and longer, and the themes more openly and frankly. I was just struck by the energy that came from this girl. Sometimes it seemed to me that I am inside a giant microwave, and some include it in the network, and in that moment every cell of my body is boiling and just about ready to break into its constituent atomy.V those moments, I felt like a man! I'm a man but, first of all, I'm a young man! So - that our conversations with her are always folded on gender relations.
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Everything happened quite as I imagined, I have mastered the thrill, the feeling that now can happen that make completely erase this magical moment. A shudder pierced my whole body! Lump in your throat - something I had to do, but that's what ??? I looked at her and could not take his eyes, in the dim light of the street lamps that came through the window and illuminated her, she was simply divine! Venus, Aphrodite, born of the sea foam, was sitting a meter away from me. Her lips, hair, eyes - attracted me, attracted like a giant magnet; I like Odysseus heard the Sirens singing sea ... and was this divine music. My gaze slid down her body observing her every move, every breath, every beat of her heart, which swayed her beautiful breasts ...
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