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Within the last 24 hours: 6 new ladies, 389 ladies visited, 39 new photos
I respect men. They make life more interesting, they want to open the door, buy chocolate, dresses and all the rest. They meet us at airports and railway stations. They will go to war, if there is a war. They are bold and strong. I respect men. They say, "no," "no problem"-and the truth is, no problems ... They come after us, they take us from foreign visitors, bring home and blanket; they wanted to look at us without makeup, they take us on our hands if there is a puddle, it seems to them that we are small and we should cover, grooming and cherish and take care of us. They are right. They become fathers, they give the names of us and our children. They protect us. They smell like expensive Cologne. I respect men. The word they most often coincide with deeds. We all know better. THEY always wonder where we are. They want to pay for us in cafes and restaurants, a leading role in a movie, even if they themselves do not know why. They suffer our pleasures and talk to friends: "it's a bad character, but she is so beautiful!"They forgive us, although we note, nothing that they do not forgive ... They are strong. I respect men. But the only real!
Thomas
Hey,
I am a small, old Chinese in Germany, with my hair almost finished
on the top. But:
I am looking for a wife, who would like to settle down in Germany,
build a family and have a child. I will and I am able to take family
responsibility and I earn enough money for it. But I don´t have much
time waiting for it.
I am divorced and have already 2 kids, my daughter has Master Degree
and my son studying for Master. My would-be child will have the same.
The woman must have good education and must white, whiter than others.
Thanks for your attention
Thomas
Victor
Ya lo ves,que no hay dos sin tres
Que la vida va y viene y que no se detiene...
Y,que se yo.
Pero miénteme aunque sea,dime que algo queda
Entre nosotros dos,que en tu habitación
Nunca sale el sol,ni existe el tiempo ni el dolor.
Llévame si quieres a perder
A ningún destino,sin ningún porque..
Ya lo se que,corazón que no ve
Es corazón que no siente
O corazón que te miente amor,
Pero,sabes que en lo mas profundo de mi alma
Sigue aquel dolor por creer en ti,
¿Qué fué de la ilusión y de lo bello que es vivir?
¿Para que me curaste cuando estaba herido?
Si hoy me dejas de nuevo el corazón partidoo
¿Quien me va entregar sus emociones?
¿Quien me va pedir que nunca la abandone?
¿Quien me va a tapar esta noche si hace frio?
¿Quien me va a curar el corazón partido?
¿Quien llenará de primaveras este enero,y bajará la luna para que juguemos?
Dime,si tu te vas,dime,cariño mio,
¿Quien me va a curar el corazón partidoo...?
