Actually, I am a quite imaginary, self-confident, honest man. I respect [is] that what I look like. It is my opinion of other fairly unimportant. My phone and my computer is full of photos of me, because I actually do every day, photos, and I know I can afford and that my photos are good.
But sometimes, because I hate abysmal. And you can see on my body. In such a time, I am almost in a rush of blood, close, sad, thoughtful.
Before other people I always play the strong, happy girl, so nobody asks me what is going on with me. But someday, I will explode, and my real page ... Or I will just kill me ...