Статусы на английском

One love... Two destinies.

Every solution breeds new problems    Каждое решение порождает новые проблемы

Love - it when... For it it is a pity nothing to you. Here only it is a pity to lose it...

The love is a victim for the sake of favourite.

When we love, we lose sight. Often ugly it seems to us - beautiful. Who does not adore lacks of that which he loves, that cannot tell, that it is really enamoured!

I was only line from its book about a life.... And it became in my life, the whole book about love...

Start up a blizzard and a blizzard howl in my covered with wounds soul, I in silence of an eye will close and I will think of you.

That the woman has believed to a declaration of love of the man, it is necessary to tell simply and silently «I Love. I love you.»

Once you will ask me, that for me it is more important: you or a life? And I will answer, that a life. You will take offence and will leave for ever so never and not having learnt, that the life for me is you!!!!

[... You and your smell-drug for me... You my personal grade of heroin... Now only you - my life... You are very necessary to me... Always... Forever... YOURS...].

I love... I Love your eyes, I love your smile, I love because you are...

Love this such condition of soul when you can not live without favourite, it is necessary as air as a life … and the instant of separation from it seems eternity …

I have written your name on a cigarette, have lighted it to smoke and forget you, but... Has understood, that I breathe you...