I love to sit on a mountain top and watch the city, the ground at my feet. Love the sky: its colors and its changes... And the very fickle as the sky. Like to walk on foot through the streets of the city, enjoy freedom of movement. I like summer, warm summer rain, rain, paint autumn forest and the rustle of leaves under my feet. Like a pleasant and quiet conversation, the cosiness and warmth of a crackling fire, singing of birds at dawn, the splash of water, the game wind in your hair. I like someone who knows how to appreciate.

1. Cheerful company. 2. To watch movies. 3. Listen to the music. 4. Make new znakomstva. 5. To draw. 6. The positive.

Bahti; Tears asphalt;Ptah..

Foreign

Singing in the thorns(Knee McCullough)

Don't look

I am lonely, but loved,
Laugh,so when I want to cry.
I am strong, but it is easily damaged and
I forget, not to forgive.
I hate false promises
And from reality I hide myself in the dream.
I say, though afraid of confessions
Catch a smile,knowing that not the same.
I say "love"when they lose,
But so afraid moment to lose,
Strangers always easy to forgive,
But the relatives could not forgive.
When I hurt, just smile,
I often forget the name...
And forever I'm leaving but not goodbye.
Always among friends, but I am one.
I weak to take the decision,
But strong enough to resolve itself.
I am breaking my heart for a moment
And force us to live itself.
When easy - complexity choose
And rashness almost my sister.
I don't want, but often let go.
Not saying I important words.
I do not know how to lie, but don't believe
Bright smiles and a stranger "love".
Experience every loss
And too late for forgiveness pray.
To understand me easily, but too hard
To get me closer to allow.
I'm proud of where this is not possible,
But I know how to love sincerely!