Do you hear someone's footsteps? Someone confidently steps towards us ... This is He - the New Year itself!

My life. My energy. My feelings.

I am educated, intelligent, I sing well and play the piano.

Once a very elderly woman came to the children's art school, she was already under 80 years old. Her children and grandchildren grew up long ago and lived their own lives.

Women's happiness, a loved one would be near, but nothing else - nothing is needed...

I am serious about searching for a man to spend the rest of my life with. I just want to meet and talk to a man that can become my best friend as well as my partner in life.

I am very creative woman. I think that I have a very interesting personality and I am not like other people.

My main priority in life is family. Family is the meaning of my life.

Do these 5 things this Christmas if you're alone like me (

The main task of a woman in a family is to find a man who can and wants to become a worthy head of the family. Why is this so?

Tender childhood, warmth of mother's hands, strong wing of a strong father! Here is how I would like to go back to my childhood!

My sweet boy, in this letter I will tell you a little about the new year!) Do you love this holiday?) How do you plan to celebrate it?)

The New Year is coming soon! So, forget about old mistakes! Plan new ones!)) Being an adult is not waiting for a New Year's miracle, but doing miracles yourself)

Lots of people think loneliness can be a positive feeling!

They works for us! It is much easier to get married and save good marriage due to dating sites

Love is empty and not reliable without respect.

Imagine if, in addition to ordinary ambulances, there was a special service, resuscitation of broken hearts.

Symbiosis of individuality and naturalness. This is art. Breed. Life style. Aura. This is not vulgarity, multiplied by commercialism, which is put on public display. This is an innate sense of taste and style. Calm self-confidence.

The connection breaks where people do not want to stand for each other to the end

Quiet on the outskirts of the city, birds are pouring outside the window, dreaming of spring. In a small kitchenette I am drinking my tea.