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Женя Соболев, 10.01 Женя Соболев

Женя Соболев

Los Angeles, США
910 друзей

Женя Соболев, 10.01

Полное имя:
Женя Соболев
Место проживания:
США, Los Angeles
Пол:
мужской
Дата рождения:
10.01
Подписчиков:
1271
Деятельность:
Catching from a life the best . I live the present . Rap, Hip-hop, R'N'B, classic, and other good musicd Emmas... I go to school:DD ☜♡☞ Have learnt to fight for the thought up honour, Have learnt to drink, when it would be desirable to eat, Have learnt to sing, when there is nothing to drink, Have learnt to love, when there is no need to live What for English language is necessary? The answer to this question will give, I think, everyone. 21 centuries - time of opening of borders and association of the countries. Millions Russian inhabitants go abroad with the diversified purposes: to have a rest under the tourist permit, to work under the contract in the western company and, eventually, to Paris or Milan behind last fashionable collection! To whatever country there has gone the person, it should communicate with people. Has historically developed so, that English language became universal language of dialogue. At the airport, in hotel, in a taxi, in the street - everywhere you can feel free and confident, if in luggage of your knowledge there is at least a pair of tens English words!
Любимая музыка:
Selena Gomez ♥ Demi Lovato ♥ Emily Osment ♥ Justin Bieber ♥ Miley Curys ♥ Paramore Kanye West - Stronger Bruno Mars Adam Lambert Selena Gomez Jesse Mccartney, Caste, BackstreetBoys, two five one seven, Twenty zero a zero, Aleksandra Stan, Avril Lavigne, David Guetta, mlle cyrus, K'naan Ft Chubb Rock - ABC's ♥ Kesha ♥ Ciara ♥ Usher ♥ Shakira ♥ Rihanna ♥ Natalia Kills ♥ Cody Simpson ♥ Katy Perry ♥ Eminem ♥ It, hundred пудово, more abruptly an old jade, Young and proud - a mustang hot... The fan of an extreme, drive, wheelbarrows, Self-assured and the sight does not hide. It the master - the successor of able fingers, As regards cars, as in anatomy the surgeon. The worthy brother, the son, the reliable friend, Its city - a hero town Petersburg. It from what eternally argue on power of the motor, With a trick, stylish and oars, with sports aggression. They after all, с concern business, as to the present trade. Оу, cars rush in a way. Оу, pulse becomes frequent. Оу, the grief let leaves. Оу, I any more am not afraid. (2 rivers) It - a wild cat, is obedient to nobody. Gentle, it is womanly, self-satisfied, Shine of her eyes - as two lightnings, From it waves of full readiness proceed. It is ready on everything, it is ready on a victim, She is ready to play, it is ready to be the first. It is ready to risk, tickle to herself nerves Also is ready to love, having proved the fidelity. They for each other, as the north for the south, As a snow blizzard for a polar circle. They searched each other for all life, and have found And together fly towards to love. Оу, cars rush in a way Оу, pulse becomes frequent Оу, the grief let leaves Оу, I any more am not afraid (2 rivers) Both of them from Peter - cities of leaders, In Peter of talents multitudes. For a long time not fans, and present pros, Street city трофи. It пофиг who that has thought who that has told, They sit down a wheel and press on gases. Fly only forward, metre back, Their life - love, a drive, раш and passion. They for a positive, for positive thoughts, For replacement of a grey, ordinary life, For replacement of foundations, for preservation of traditions, They against violence - such is their position. Оу, cars rush in a way Оу, pulse becomes frequent Оу, the grief let leaves Оу, I any more am not afraid (4 rivers)
Любимые фильмы:
Step Up Step Up 2 Streets Step Up 3 D + Step Up 4 Ever★ Street Dance 3D Stomp THE YARD. ON GAME ON GAME 2 DEADLY RACE Last dance for me Carrier.History of one vampire Diaries of vampires Barvikha Step Up 4 Ever★ THE BLONDE IN THE LAW love DIE FOR IT, Stritreysery, shadow boxing, shadow boxing revenge, While heart in a breast fights I let out шолковый a smoke Has fallen in love with you, to tips of eyelashes Around so much persons unnecessary me Grey as water, transparent eyes, radiate light We so aspired to the vanilla sky of hopes Cold and thin fingers of hands Tears draw an autumn circle Such rainy, lonely day You in a coat, with a cigarette, and in a shower a blizzard Cold coffee, remembers taste of your lipstick Under a blanket, kisses scarlet lips You have left, as the wrist is left by pulse And I do not dream you more In coffee I mix grief Putting on day by day a smile Cold ice floe of hope Lasted a thin thread of belief Madness of salty rooms The lilac fog listens to yours шопот And the sky cries a rain Also cannot understand in any way, why we невдвоём. I will finish smoking небо.докурю весений a dawn Narrow jeans, shirt, gym shoes, and me are not present more . Rumpled time of hopes. Simply. Remember me. Have exchanged tenderness for a trifle. Hysterics in a thunder-storm, law How to give how to show You after all a dose of my young feelings As a mirror without reflexions I пленик the воображений I simply conceal, In air a bitter smell of almonds In eyes the sun, I feel you We depend. Infinitely as the child. And that that I name love. On thousand splinters, around мармеладным a sight, burn this illness Become гердой, rescue me With cold in a breast, расстопи, touch The soul during a rain, and can help nobody To tone in a bog, happiness splinters The ill thoughts, plasticine heart on a part On sand I draw the rain cardiogramme 9 snow-white roses have gently wounded hearts Autumn leaves have turned yellow from раставаний Wet steps I go on grief I will finish smoking небо.докурю весений a dawn Narrow jeans, shirt, gym shoes, and me are not present more . Rumpled time of hopes. Simply. Remember me. About what sing rains? And at it on former cold dreams. To embrace you is stronger. Not to release till the spring And morning of coffee, and a sight tired Like everything is all right but so has got High heel, and stockings The made narrower jeans, black colour of a coat распущеные hair, a life in style of a retro At a fashion, at a figure, it is ideal In a bag luster, and a small volume мураками Enamoured in tears, нескучает in the evenings Fitness, boutiques, affairs, appointments Meetings with girl-friends, gossips, sufferings Light skin and to it the sun deck is unnecessary Vanilno-gentle inside, Lips catches separation drops It is inaccessible, cold, trusts and waits, In cold bed, a sight in the ashy sky As to it it was good with it, сотканым in belief In warm толстовке, and amusing gym shoes On city suburb, in the late summer In embraces favourite, but it is not present more
Любимые телешоу:
At present is not present . I DO NOT HAVE FAVOURITE Teleshow.That WOULD be desirable to look that cheerful, and on R, O, C, K, Mafia.... Creation shows me what to do I'm dancing on the floor with you And when you touch my hand, I go crazy yeah The music tells me what to feel Like you now but, is it real By the time we say goodnight I'll know if this is right And I feel you coming through my veins Am I into you or is the music to blame Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? Cause' the way your got You body moving, It's got me confused And, I can't tell If it's the beat or sparks Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? You know I wanna believe, That we're a masterpiece. But sometimes it's hard To tell in the dark Who owns my heart The room is full but all I see is The way your eyes just blaze through me Like fire in the dark, we're like living art And it hits me like a tidal wave Are you feelin' me or is the music to blame Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? Cause' the way you got You body moving, It's got me confused And, I can't tell If it's the beat or sparks Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? You now I wanna believe, That we're a masterpiece. But sometimes its hard to tell in the dark Who owns my heart? So come on baby Keep provoking me Keep on roping me Like a rodeo Baby pull me close Come one here we go here we go here we go And it hits me like a tidal wave Are you feelin' me or is the music to blame Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? Cause the way you got You body moving, It's got me confused And, I can't tell If it's the beat or sparks Who owns my heart? Is it love, Or is it art? You now I wanna believe, That we're a masterpiece. But sometimes it's hard To tell in the dark Who owns my heart?
Любимые книги:
Forgive me, but there would be no such book that I have read it. I do not like to read . I do not like to read the book....Well if to think that for this life I has read many messages Think that bad I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dreamer card again Welcome to the land of fame excess am i gonna fit in Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign This is all so crazy, everybody seems so famous My tummys turnin and Im feelin kinda homesick Too much pressure and Im nervous Thats when the taxi man turned on the radio And the Jay-Z song was on And the Jay-Z song was on And the Jay-Z song was on So I put my hands up, theyre playin my song The butterflies fly away, Im noddin my head like Yeah! Movin my hips like Yeah! Got my hands up, theyre playin my song They know Im gonna be okay Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Get to the club in my taxi cab, everybodys lookin at me now Like Whos that chick thats rockin kicks, shes gotta be from outta town So hard with my girls not around me Its definitely not a Nashville party cause all I see is stilettos I guess I never got the memo My tummys turnin and Im feelin kinda homesick Too much pressure and Im nervous Thats when the DJ dropped my favorite tune And the Britney song was on And the Britney song was on And the Britney song was on So I put my hands up, theyre playin my song The butterflies fly away, Im noddin my head like Yeah! Movin my hips like Yeah! Got my hands up, theyre playin my song They know Im gonna be okay Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Feel like hoppin on a flight (on a flight) Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight) Something stops me everytime (everytime) The DJ plays my song and I feel alright So I put my hands up, theyre playin my song The butterflies fly away, Im noddin my head like Yeah! Movin my hips like Yeah! Got my hands up, theyre playin my song They know Im gonna be okay Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Yeah! Its a party in the USA! So I put my hands up, theyre playin my song The butterflies fly away, Im noddin my head like Yeah! Movin my hips like Yeah! Got my hands up, theyre playin my song They know Im gonna be okay Yeah! Its a party in the USA! Yeah! Its a party in the USA!
Любимые игры:
Counter-Strik NFS:MOST WANTED, NFS:CARBON, NFS PRO Street I got my sights set on you And I'm ready to aim I have a heart that will never be tamed I knew you were something special When you spoke my name Now I can't wait To see you again I've got a way of knowing When something is right I feel like I must have known you in another life Cause I felt this deep connection When you looked in my eyes Now I can't wait To see you again [Chorus] The last time I freaked out I just kept looking down I st-st-stuttered when you asked me What I'm thinking about Felt like I couldn't breath You asked what's wrong with me My best friend Lesley said "Oh she's just being Miley" The next time we hang out I will redeem myself My heart can't rest till then Woh woh I I can't wait To see you again I got this crazy feeling, deep inside When you called and asked To see me tomorrow night I'm not a mind reader But I'm reading the signs That you can't wait To see me again [Chorus] The last time I freaked out I just kept looking down I st-st-stuttered when you asked me What I'm thinking about Felt like I couldn't breath You asked what's wrong with me My best friend Lesley said "Oh she's just being Miley" The next time we hang out I will redeem myself My heart can't rest till then Woh woh I I can't wait To see you again I got my sights set on you And I'm ready to aim [Chorus] The last time I freaked out I just kept looking down I st-st-stuttered when you asked me What I'm thinking about Felt like I couldn't breath You asked what's wrong with me My best friend Lesley said "Oh she's just being Miley" The next time we hang out I will redeem myself My heart can't rest till then Woh woh I I can't wait To see you again Woh woh I I can't wait To see you again
Университет:
Вуз: University of Southern California, 2014, Очное отделение, Студент (бакалавр)
Факультет: Marshall School of Business
Образование:
Школа: 6th Avenue Elementary School, 2000 - 2010
Деятельность:
University of Southern California
Языки:
Русский, English, Italiano
Описание:
Женя Соболев живет в городе Los Angeles, США. Родился Женя 10 января. Родной город - Los Angeles. На странице (ВКонтакте) Жени было обнаружено: друзей - 910, подписчиков - 1271, фотографий - 0, аудиозаписей - 92, видеозаписей - 125.
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