Personal story - I am out of a lonely middle-aged woman, I do not know where I must travel on a cold night. I have a rough idea, but I had a hard time believing my broad idea recently. I thought that I would ask someone else for details. Passengers who got off with me apparently knew where they were going because their pace was intentional and fast. Looking for help, I looked at a middle-aged woman with a beautiful business attitude and expressed my doubts. She ran as if I were talking about a foreign language, for a while let me see me strangely and then tell me the way to walk to me.
As a middle-aged woman, I tend to be overlooked. A pretty young woman with you is a middle-aged woman who has to drink loudly as everyone hangs on every word you say and you reach 40 years old. But I have never noticed it, so this is no problem at all. That's enough for me - it's undeniable that my girl's crash is Angela Merkel. Look at annoying handshake video - 尴尬 is embarrassing, but she knows smile, absurd, let me love her more. Card, but Gise. He has withdrawn from the league. Do you need to compare?
Why did you accept the idea that I am middle-aged in the sense that my worth as a woman is low? Middle-aged is often drawn as land of former times. But the most wonderful woman I know, love and respect is above middle age. And I believe that women grow older like wine and grow beautiful and smart every year. Except me WTF Consistent trigger for all these internal discussions and judgments? To be alone. Loneliness means failure, so is it correct? This must mean that I have something wrong. Obviously, if I do not want to be alone forever, I should try it all. I should make more efforts to be thinner, more quietly, more gentle, more feminine, fewer ... I
Several nights, I used this mantra to defeat this darkness. It is easier to call the end than loneliness. No, I am not a lonely woman. I refuse to be a lonely woman. I will never become a lonely woman. It helps my self to believe that I am satisfied with my life and my present position. I am very proud of my white teeth, and I am carefully cleaning my teeth every morning. I am proud of my wisdom, 5 pairs of glasses, and my collection of literature books. These are all you need to make my world a success. But this is what I mean: I like you, I really like you. I like how your eyes sit on your face. I like your mustache, it looks like an oyster sauce. I like your arms, your manhood. I want to meet you personally. Even though I do not like them, I like all your selfies. I just slipped back to it and zoomed in until I saw your smile. You look very happy for me.