Most often we meet in life templates, modules, copies, stamps. In a word – nothing interesting. Therefore, it is not surprising that among all this diversity of monotony we blunt vigilance and critical thinking about people, especially the opposite sex. However, this applies not only to people. This applies to their actions, their thoughts, desires, views on life, plans for life, goals and means to achieve them, if any.
We get the first disappointments, as a rule, not in adolescence and youth, because there people still somehow try to preserve their individuality. But when a person is fully immersed in a social grinder, then break out of it, the chances are very small. And we become like each other. Typical problems, the standard of care, standard of living. The model of disappointment.
But one day, one happy day, fate takes an unexpected turn…
– I'm a pretty nice girl. Or a woman. No, girl. Well, that's forty-two. I am beautiful, toned, in shape, take care of myself. I'll give any kid a head start. In General, I'm a girl! – flaunted in front of the mirror, Anya.
– Fans were the sea. Well, it may not be the sea, but it was. Yes they were. Well, say fans. Run… No, more like molested. The knights then present died out already five to six hundred as. And those were " the last of the Mohicans." Now courting a man is a couple of fresh phrases, like: "Hello, how are you?", "Would you like to meet you?"Then an hour in the cafe, because the more they are not enough. Listeners they are, and to speak plainly, not learned, and about. Only read one single thought – "how would you fast processing, and preferably not too expensive". Well, men… well, what to take with them. And here are the pals I meet. The main thing is so much pride in them, so highly appreciate themselves and carefully carry, where to go. Where not spit-you will get to the Prince.
