People so often try to seem better, than they are really, in order to be pleasing to others, they waste time, and they feel a disappoint after, because they did not justify hopes of each other. If you open this page in hope to read about how lovely and pretty I am - you have made an error, because I am harmful, and I am not pretty sometimes . - I have enough changeable mood and when it bad be happy if you far because in such moments to find a reason for insult or senseless quarrel madly easily. But then certainly I will strangle you in the cuddles after, and I will reward your by chocolate medal in favor of your willpower, but in fact it better than to sit and smile, smile by emptiness, to smile through sadness? Though, anyway everyone tries to wear on himself a mask of insouciance from time to time. During a writing of this text my mood already has changed repeatedly :P In the beginning I wished to write how little things like a smile of the casual stranger or like the puppy that run up against to you in park make a life such remarkable, but now I think, that is devilishly silly to sit and write this similarity of the autobiography during hours (because English Is not my native language - my native language - Russian - I was born in Moscow and in the middle of August, 2007 I am moving to London), knowing that the majority of people in general seldom read this section, well, i too but if I write someone the message on one’s own initiative - I will always check out the information about person before because probably I will simply feel drop of a wish to write, that was already many times. Therefore I shall not think at all to answer messages like “ you are such interesting, where are you from ? “ Or on any other questions, answers on which are given in my profile.
The porcelain fairy, the eternal child inside , your the most sweet razor and teddy bear simultaneously
In this world you are only a person , but for someone you are all world .
Life is too short for doubts and reticences.
Give the go-by and do not look at - easier than everything.
To be proud - that is mighty easy. And it is absolutely not necessary to have especial actor's talents for wear of the one new next mask .
If you like to live in illusion of own lie and are afraid to be yourself it is your choice , but please do not write me in that case - because it is not my way .
Well if you still read it for some reason i will continue:)
I am madly and hopelessly in love in this world, in each of its part.
I like to learn new things, new people and all that is able to throw into ocean of unusual engrossing emotions, probably I can be named as emotional maniac : P
I love feelings which cause a enjoyable shiver somewhere in between of ribs
I love unexpectedness and absence of rules.
I love beauty. The beauty exist in everything. Even in destruction .
I like to look at eyes - they are one of the most awesome things in the person, I like to read by glance, I like to speak without words sometimes.
I love people. They are my drug! Evening in the companies of pleasant talk or conversations about meaning of the life and other riddles of the Universe what can be better? Also there are things which I simply do not tolerate, namely - people who are not able to listen because they hear only themselves, unjustified self-confidence and arrogance - it is funny considering that fact that there was a period when I had all these features, but I have realized how insignificant and silly it is, and yes I simply hate it because I know a reverse side of this little illusory world in which everyone considers himself as the god.
I write poetry and prose since childhood. First it were fairy tales and funny poems, now it is essay and miniatures, my stuff seldom have the certain story, usually it is something chaotic, I write about lives inside of me. For me very pleasant, that other people like to read what i write, it inspires me to develop and write even better, even more interestingly. Recently I have found great interest of the writing of a blank verse, verses without rhymes where it is possible to express all emotion more deeply because you do not conduct a pursuit to catch a rhyme. I even studied at university at faculty of journalism, and had an experience in work at TV and taking of interviews, but I have left uni because of my crossing to London. Bye-bey Moscow : P It is my choice, someone speaks, that it is risk, but the life it is risk, is not it ? The risk it when every day you leave the house and have chance to receive a brick on a head or chance to be run over by a car passing road. I do not consider it as the present risk, I am not afraid of changes, I adore them.
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Blow up my world by your,
So up to a limit that to crack along seams.
And mirrors would break to pieces off our electric tension
Also stars from the sky would be going by volley as a snowfall
Dance decides everything
Scanning of impulses on touch of fingertips
Also might we will be sewn by thread to each other
Or..
Let's dance?