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«I’m sure I’d never kill anyone for money. But…Suppose, this could be negotiable, so be welcome to place your requests»
I don’t really enjoy drinking that much. When I’m drunk, I either get too boisterous, or too tense. In my boisterous mood, I start hitting on girls: as if it was a kind of manly element awakening inside me and plain curiosity. I just want to see what gives. But I don’t usually take it any further than flirtation, although there were a couple of times you could use as precedents to prove me wrong on this one.
I’ve got a manly personality which comes with a certain manner of communication, so majority of my friends are men. I hate all this mushy stuff, namby-pambies, and when they give me flowers as presents. I don’t like it when people apologise for using swear words. I prefer everything to be natural. It’s easier that way.
I like to either tell the truth or abstain from expressing my opinion at all.
The profession of a photographer involves a lot of independence. Besides, you’re your own master. There is, however, a certain degree of instability, but those are minor inconveniences.
I don’t like driving fast. I’ve seen quite a few bad scenes of the car accidents. And I still feel uneasy recalling them: flesh, blood, scattered limbs… Eww! Rather take some extra precautions.
I once tried taking up a 9 to 5 job. I gave up after two weeks. Being a wound-up robot is not for me. It freaks me out and makes me feel depressed.
My work always brings me moral satisfaction and a pleasant feeling of physical tiredness.
I live in the wrong time zone, so I go to bed at six in the morning and wake up somewhere between 12:00 and 14:00. I’ve been trying to change this type of life-style for about four years now. I’m not sure if it’s a good or a bad thing, but I haven’t yet managed to succeed.
I’m sure I’d never kill anyone for money. But…Suppose, this could be negotiable, so be welcome to place your requests (laughs).
Freedom is having an opportunity to do what you want when you want it and not be held responsible for it.
People were designed that way that nobody’s immune to doing pointless things. I don’t see anything wrong with cheating, if nobody finds out about it.
We all make mistakes, so we should accept other people the way they are.
I hate it when people smoke in my presence. I just want to turn around and kill this… this… person, for f…ck’s sake (laughs). And it gets even worse if I’ve been drinking. It’s probably better for you to get stoned on some hydroponics than mix cigarettes with alcohol.
One thing you should beware of most is your own wishes, as they have a weird habit of coming true. Whatever happens in my life, first thing that comes to my mind is always the same: I realize that I’ve been thinking about it the other day. And I just park there and can’t f…cking believe it.
A key to success is being in the right place in the right time. You get people who work their backs off all their life, but from where you are, it still looks like they’ve been hitting their head against a wall. Meaning that it doesn’t take them anywhere, they start off in shit and end up in that same shit. And there are also those who just have to make one step, and they’re already at the top of the heap.
What’s the point of trying to be someone else apart from who you really are? Sooner or later, your true nature will still come out. People will turn away from you when they find out that you were dishonest from the start. Rather save yourself a hassle and stick with fair play.
I once almost broke a neck while snowboarding when I was still a kid. I was going down when I lost my balance, fell flat on the stomach, and hit my head against the board. That was enough for me to change my preferences regarding physical exercise. Now sport for me means yoga. Although, I believe, you can still break your neck even there.
True love is when you find someone you can just sit in one room with, relax on a couch, doing absolutely nothing, and enjoy it. When you feel free to say anything you want or not say anything at all, and you don’t feel uncomfortable.
Дмитрий Осмеркин, almost 2 years ago
не знал, что настоящая любовь - это когда комфортно валяться на диване )
Ася Каро, almost 2 years ago
хех, вы видимо в свое время слишком часто и много конспектировали из учебников, очень "между строк" коммент :)
S. K., over 1 year ago
А я согласна,у меня любимый человек,как раз,ассоциируется с таким вот лежанием на диване в обнимку,за просмотром фильма...Это так нежно и ,по-домашнему....))))реально кайф-он рядом и все хорошо...)))
Эдуард Ким, over 1 year ago
Любимый человек - даже тот, кто может сидеть в другой комнате и заниматься своими делами. Дело в мыслях, которые вызывает человек.
Ася Каро, over 1 year ago
проблема в том, что для мужчины любить достаточно в мыслях, занимаясь своими делами..
а женщинам хочется внимания и тепла и не только душевного :)
И если ты любишь, то человек "по умолчанию" заполняет все твои мысли и твое внутренне пространство
Екатерина Тихонова, over 1 year ago
я бы с тобой выпила и закурила все это дело гидропоникой))) будем дружить! +)
Ася Каро, over 1 year ago
добрая ты, бум држить! =)
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Натали NEVEDROVA, over 1 year ago
Класс!
Михаил Овсепян, over 1 year ago
неплохо так)))