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In 2008 I settled in Los Angeles and lived alone. My first kiss was in fifth grade at the rink. Appeared in print ads for: - Mossimo Swimwear for Target - Fatale Hair Salon Guess Fall - Guess Fall Esprit - Dolce Gabbana - Claire's Boutiques Arizona Jeans American Eagle Outfitters Persol Eyewear Request Jeans - Versace My first job in modeling happened at Ralph Lauren. I occasionally indulge in cigarettes and has a scar on his chin. Help a charity "Love Letters to the South" providing support to victims of Hurricane Katrina. I studied acting with William Esper. And so, in principle, handsome, clever, kind, etc.

2.Характер: Деймон самостоятельный вампир. Даже можно сказать одиночка. Практически никому не доверяет и ни от кого не зависит. Наглый, нахальный, высокомерный, и он не скрывает этого. Очень целеустремленный. Оставляет за собой последнее слово. Ему все равно что чувствуют другие.

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3. Внешность: Высокий брюнет, с пронзительно - голубыми глазами и дьявольской ухмылкой, которая так и говорит о его коварстве. Но это делает его все более притягательнее.Темная красота всегда была причиной заинтересованности девушек, поэтому Деймон никогда не страдал недостатком женского внимания. Глаза, к тому же обладающие силой гипноза, кажутся на удивление спокойными, хотя в них может скрываться буря эмоций. Предпочитает свободный стиль одежды, джинсы, рубашки, футболки и почти постоянный атрибут - кожанная куртка. Любимый цвет одежды - черный. Так ему удобнее оставаться незамеченным в темноте. Особые приметы: *Цвет волос: темно-каштановые *Цвет кожи: смуглый *Телосложение: спортивное *Нос прямой *Рост около 175 * Цвет глаз Серо-голубой.

As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree' -- probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.

Eighty percent of success is showing up.

Eternal nothingness is fine if you happen to be dressed for it.

His lack of education is more than compensated for by his keenly developed moral bankruptcy.

How can I believe in God when just last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter?

How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?

I am at two with nature.

I can't listen to that much Wagner. I start getting the urge to conquer Poland.

I don't want to achieve immortality through my work... I want to achieve it through not dying.

I tended to place my wife under a pedestal.

I took a speed reading course and read 'War and Peace' in twenty minutes. It involves Russia.

I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.

I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.

If it turns out that there is a God, I don't think that he's evil. But the worst that you can say about him is that basically he's an underachiever.

If only God would give me some clear sign! Like making a large deposit in my name in a Swiss bank.

Interestingly, according to modern astronomers, space is finite. This is a very comforting thought-- particularly for people who can never remember where they have left things.

It is impossible to experience one's death objectively and still carry a tune.

It is impossible to travel faster than the speed of light, and certainly not desirable, as one's hat keeps blowing off.

It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better... while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.

Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

Money is better than poverty, if only for financial reasons.

Most of the time I don't have much fun. The rest of the time I don't have any fun at all.

My education was dismal. I went to a series of schools for mentally disturbed teachers.

My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.

Not only is there no God, but try getting a plumber on weekends.

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.

Organized crime in America takes in over forty billion dollars a year and spends very little on office supplies.

Students achieving Oneness will move on to Twoness.

The government is unresponsive to the needs of the little man. Under 5'7", it is impossible to get your congressman on the phone.

There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?

Thought: Why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only food: frequently there must be a beverage.

To you I'm an atheist; to God, I'm the Loyal Opposition.

What if everything is an illusion and nothing exists? In that case, I definitely overpaid for my carpet.

When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.

Why are our days numbered and not, say, lettered?

You can live to be a hundred if you give up all the things that make you want to live to be a hundred.

What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream? Or what's worse, what if only that fat guy in the third row exists?

More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other, to total extinction. Let us pray we