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Hi, dear Friend! It is very nice to meet you. 

I am glad that you are interested in me. Now is my turn and i want to show 

you my interest to you and tell you something about me. I will try you 

to have good oppinion about me. First of all I 

want to say that I am real girl. My name is Anjela. I am 29. I live in Sverdlovsk, 

Ukraine. There are a lot of fakes in Internet, but I am real and I am 

searching for a real love. I work as phychologyst at school, because I 

like kids and try to help them and be a good friend for them. I like to spend my 

free time extraordinary! I can be funny, can be sad, spoiled. 

I can be very different, you will see it! So, if you are interested in 

me, write me on this adress: 


anjeladream@gmail.com 

mibiene schrieb on 07. Juli 2009 um 23:40:



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Dear XXXXX,

Glad  to  get  your  respond  and hope that we'll be able to know each
other  better.  I'm  really  not  a writer and it is difficult to talk
about  myself, but I will try for you should know whom you are writing
to.  My name is Angela. I'm 29. My birthday is on the 6th of August. I
have  got  the family-my mother, and my brother. I live with my family
in  Sverdlovsk,  Ukraine. It is on the south east of Europe and is famous
with  its  beautiful  women:)))  The reason I'm here, because I really
want  to  find  the  real  love  with  the wonderful man, who would be
loving,  caring  and kind. Who would let me feel like the Princess and
with  whom, I would like to wake up in the mornings till the end of my
days.  I  know,  that  it  is  very  difficult to be successful in the
search,  but  I still hope that I will be lucky. As for my nature, I'm
very  passionate  woman  and  they  say that I have got the fire in my
blood. Well, maybe,but fire and passion lets me live and be the unique
person  in  this  world.  Though  I  have  no  problem  with the men's
attention,  I  still  can't  find the person, whom I could give all my
love  and  care.  As for my job,I have got a very good occupation. I'm
a psychologist at school and work with kids.I use the help of the interpreters
at  the  translating  company,  because  my English is very bad. I can
understand  English  better then talk. And I can't write at all. Well,
here is the basic information about me and if you are still interested
in  me,  I  will be waiting for your respond soon, hoping that you are
also  serious  in your search. I have got plenty of questions for you,
but I will ask them later, OK?
I  hope you will have a nice day and you will like the pictures I send
you with this letter.

Angela

     

     My dear XXXXX, 

I do thank you for your respond and should tell you that I was waiting for it , trying to guess if we have got the chance for continuing the relationships.

You know, I realised that my letter was not too informative last time, because it told you about my social life, but not about the reason I'm looking for love here.

So, let me tell you the story, which, I hope , you will read, till the end...And then I hope, you will understand me better...

Once upon a time, there was a girl who wanted to be happy most of all in her life. She was reading the fairy tales about the princes and the princesses, about the true love and decided that when she grows up-she will do everything to meet this love in her life, the love like the books write about. She decided that it is better to be ready to that romantic love right away. Looking around, she saw that the only person who would suit for her object of admiration would be her father. Like most of the girls, she thought that her father is perfect and she caressed the love to him in her little heart. It is natural, that she saw the happiness in him.

But once, father of that little girl packed the suit cases and told her that he is leaving. He told her that he loves you anyway, but he can't live with her mother anymore and should leave because of that. The little girt rushed to her room, fell on the bed and cried bitterly...

How could he leave me?-she asked herself...If he would have loved me he wouldn't leave. Probably, I loved him less then I had to love him. And then she promised herself  that she will be as good as it is possible and love her father as strong as it is possible and he will come back...

So, the little girl decided to be the most loving girl on this planet. She was the good pupil, took part in the school events, read a lot of books to be clever person for her father would be interested in talking to her. But most of all she tried to show he father how much she admires him, because she decided that he will love you only if she shows him how much she loves him.

Father of that little girl didn't come back. But he really loved her, because he told her that she is the most loving little girl in this world. And this girl was ready for the real adult life.

The girl grew up and when the time of love came she was sure she knew what to do. She told her friends that the secret is to love so strong and to be so good, for he wouldn't be able to live without you. So she did. She has found the boy whom she fell in love with. Every day she wrote him the notes of love, she was the best fan for him during the basket ball games and always told him that he is wonderful. She loved and loved and loved him until he told himself:I swear, nobody loved me so much, even my parents. It seems to me that I love her too...

The girl was happy for some time. But gradually she noticed that despite she had a friend she wasn't happy.The girl has figured out that despite she behaved with him like with the prince, his attitude to her was different. The she rushed to her room, fell on the bed and cried, thinking:"I love him more then he loves me. How could it be, if I loved him so much? And she couldn't respond this question.

The years have passed and the girl turned to the woman, boys to the men and relationships had to be more serious. Nothing changed in the girls attitude to love and relationships, except the fact she could give more to her beloved one. And every time she heard that she is so wonderful, that nobody cared about him so much and loved him so much, that she is the queen of the hearts and he is so lucky that she is by his side.But every time she caught herself on the idea that her beloved man doesn't care about her as much as she does. And if she stopped working on their relationships, they were ready to split. And the man told every time: I'm afraid I don't love you as much as you do it. And the end was the same. She rushed to her room, fell on the bed and cried, asking over and over again where is the man who would love her as much as she would love him? Who would care about the relationships as much as she would do. Who would never betray her and hurt her just for fun....

Well, this long story is about me. I bet you guess already. So, I really can't understand what was wrong with me and still hope to give as much love as I can to my only one man, who could love me with all his heart too...

I hope you read till the end and I will be waiting for your respond, because I made the thing I have never done before. I opened my heart to the person, I have never seen...But you know, if to keep heart closed and try to save emotions, you will never get something very important in your life. Because everything should be deserved. Do you agree???))


Angela 

     

@ calle


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Geh doch zum Ausgangspost von Sappi. Unter BILDERKLAU stehen Links.
Da kannst du dir raussuchen, was du brauchst!

@ calle


Schreib deiner Angela bitte mal, dass ich jetzt ziemlich sauer mit ihr bin. 
Immer die Fotos, die wir schon haben.

Schicke ihr bitte einen Screenshot und sage ihr, sie möge doch neue
Bilder aus dem Netz von Ali ziehen!!!
Oder sollen wir hier alles selber machen??? 

@ calle


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Wohl schon eher mit diesen Halbschrottbussen.
Kann man wirklich für relativ wenig Geld von Russland/Ukraine/... nach Westeuropa reisen.
Schaffen aber nur Leute, die mit dem Trabbi in den Bulgarienurlaub fahren könnten.
Der Rest der Westeuropäer würde nach einer solchen Reise seinen Urlaub im Rollstuhl
verbringen. Aber die Osteuropäer sind hart im nehmen.
Ich bin in der Ukraine mit so einem Überlandkleinbus 150 Km gefahren.
Da kam so richtig Nostalgie auf. 




PS.: 
Hat sie dir schon eine SMS gesendet, dass sie auf dem Weg ist? Müsste sie,
um morgen in D anzukommen.