Rebelious rules by Kristina Gallo

Before you imagine yourself alone in this world, remember the important message: The real friend can't be lost .  During life, we meet different people to hang out with. You will enter a social circle as a child, and other children will not always accept you. They will hit you, scratch you, yell at you, and sometimes you will cry in the corner because nobody loves you. In a teenager's phase, you are streaming to be popular. I invite popular people to dates, and parties and everyone loves them. Your disappointment will be bigger if your favorite ones reject you. When you work, your profession will mark your environment . Some people will try to sabotage you, others will gossip and you will try to fit in. It doesn't matter if you are the best person with the best qualities, there will be always someone who will dislike you. You will never lose real friends. Do you know why? Real friends take not only from you but also give. Real friends a

It nauseated him. She gave him water to feel better. His lips were dry. He puked in a washbowl, and she courage him to continue, to clean his body from the poison. This was a daily routine after weekend parties. The rest of the day he was sleeping to recover himself.  Sally remembered last night. She was also drinking. 1,2,3,5 or more beers, who count? At first, everything was better. The lights in the club were fabulous, she was a dancing queen and guys looked at her. Later, she went to pee, and the toilet was full of ladies in the line. The fuck , she thought, why should she wait in the line with some bimbos? She was aggressive. She could not wait. She peed outside in the ambush. Then her boyfriend asked her something, she did not hear him. She kicked the wall of an abandoned coffee bar with her feet. "Stop, you will break the window. " Sally was aggressive, and they fought. She remembered everything 6 hours later. Now, Sally is looking at her sleepy boy

Everyone gets angry. Me, too. I am swearing, using bad words when I get angry. This is a chemical reaction that is stronger than mine, and I can’t help with this. If you ask me, are there results in this kind of communication, the answer is no. Well, if you ask me, will I do it again, I would say yes. The reason insults are bottom of communication is simple. If someone pushes me to this level that I use insults, I just showed my weakness. It means I can’t control my reactions and words, and my provocateur is winning. Recently someone offended me. I returned his favor, but this conflict is not over. It looks like an endless fight where is no winner. It is more painful because I believed in that person. I had trust in him; we shared our life stories. Now, our communication is based on insults. Who will handle more, or who has dirtier imagination? If this is a battlefield, bullets would fly around. I always had a low opinion about men who insult me, especially if I were n

I f you see the word "gold digger", the first vision is a woman. She is young, beautiful, and an opportunist. She wishes to find a rich man who will take care of her expenses so she will not need to work. It is not a rarity that some young women fight for the older man who is rich, because they wish to live a comfortable life. What would you say about a man in this role? I am not talking about gigolos who ask for payment for sexual service. I talk about men who marry rich women for money. Recently a person X said to me he will marry.  He described his intention with these words: "My girlfriend is driving BMW. She is from a rich family. I wish to travel around so this is my plan." "How about love?" - I asked. "I respect her. Love is... something else." He shamelessly admitted that he will marry for money. He will be a gold digger. A man who marries for money and wealth, without love is the opportunist. She loves me, so wh

Imagine that you are dating a guy. He is humorous, handsome, sweet, and well-mannered. A perfect match. Then it comes the moment to kiss him. He comes close to you, and you smell his breath. He is an owner of bad breath. The meat, garlic, onion, whatever smells so bad, and the romance vanishes. All sparks which were bursting are not here anymore. All you remember is bad breath. Now here is the question: Should you tell him that his breath smells so bad? It irritates you, and you hope he will use gum, menthol, or breath cleaner. If this is the first date, this impression is not good. Bad hygiene is not a turn-on. If you tell him what is bothering you, he might get ashamed . Or he will complain that you are rude. Or he will leave. Or he will apologize. If you don’t say, he will continue to smell bad on the next date.  If you wish to see him again, he will not change his habits.  Accept me as I am , he will say. Your romance will turn in. They could have a bad smell. I thi

This is YA supernatural horror story. Helena just wanted to live like an ordinary teenager. She was a victim of the wrong education system in ex Yugoslavia.  The trauma destroyed her youth but as compensation, she got the unexpected power. Just, her dreams turn into nightmares which became true. Nothing will be the same after unexpected events, things will go in an undesirable direction and she could not control it. My story is based on real events and you can find it on Amazon, an e-book, and a paperback edition. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NRZBNVC/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_3RRzCb0CEVM20 From the preview: It was a curse for young people in Croatia. Even if you were only sixteen, you could find a way to get a beer. You could smoke and get laid. What was funny was you couldn’t stay late if your parents decided. So, your curfew was generally 12:00 a.m. This club would close at midnight, as the city did not issue licenses to work later, and your parents would take you home

You need a shoulder for crying? You need an honest comment about how you look today? You want to share a secret without a fear that someone else will know? Tell it to your male buddy. I am not kidding. If you have or you had a male buddy, you are a lucky woman. Unless he feels more about you then you have a problem. Male-female friendship is possible and stronger than a friendship between two females. I will tell you differences which give an advantage to a man instead of a woman’s friend. Your male friend will never get jealous of you. You will not fight with him because you might like the same guy. You can talk to him about topics which women don’t like: football, cars, kickboxing. He will give you aim advice about other men. You can swear with him without getting his judgment. If he gets married and has kids, he will still pay attention to you because he is his friend. Unfortunately, a woman’s nature might be double-faced, evil, and competitive. Aft