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Name: galina Poluektova


Email: freemay4@gmail.com---Enrique Stafford [ojvk@singnet.com.sg]


Address:
russia, republic Tatarstan, city: Kazan
str,name: Kirova st 4 apt.36
postal code: 420094 ????


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2009-09-10, 21:55:12   (updated: 2009-09-10, 22:05:45)
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Now that I get from your life without return, is that caress my face with your hands and looking at me wondering why they never said a I love you. Maybe because your love was selfish to not realize that my eyes shone for you. I never felt that I wanted to give you kisses. That made me wait with patience the day that you choose to give me your love. Tell me when and tell me that they now feel what you said about me. You do not remember hearing one voice say I love you and I need you my love. The appointments were short and I got to spend long days in the absence. Sorry, but the disappointment was that my skin is cool, my mind keep thinking of you, my heart felt no need to call to hear your voice and especially good or bad I leave my body desired.
Now you realize why you never said a I love you. I'm sorry your reproaches and ache in the depths of my soul, but never forget your love my lips never heard nor a I love you.

I Love You

I love you
I love you in some inexplicable way.
In a shameful way.
One way contradictory.
I love you
With my moods are many,
and mood changes continually.
As you know,
Time.
Life.
Death.

I love you
with the world do not understand.
With people who do not understand.
With the ambivalence of my soul.
With the inconsistency of my actions,
With the inevitability of fate.
With the conspiracy of desire.
With the ambiguity of the facts.
Even when I tell you that I love you I love you.
Even when you're cheating, not deceiving you.
In essence, carried out a plan,
to love ... best.
Well, believe it or not, my skin
extremely strange
the absence of your skin.

I love you.
Without thinking, unconsciously,
irresponsibly,
spontaneously
involuntarily
instinctively
per pulse,
irrationally.
In fact I have no logical arguments,
even improvised
to substantiate this love I feel for you,
which emerged mysteriously from nowhere,
it has not magically solved nothing,
and miraculously, slowly, with little or nothing
has improved my worst.

I love you.
I love you with a body that thinks,
with a heart that does not reason,
with a head that does not coordinate.
I love you
incomprehensibly.
Without asking me why I love you.
No matter why I love you.
Without questioning why I love you.
I love you
simply because I love you.
I myself do not know why I love yo

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Теперь, когда я получаю от своей жизни без возвращения, является то, что ласкает мое лицо руками и глядя на меня, удивляясь, почему они никогда не говорил, я люблю тебя. Может быть, потому что ваша любовь эгоистичной, чтобы не понимать, что мои глаза светились для вас. Я никогда не чувствовал, что я хочу дать вам поцелуями. Это заставило меня терпеливо ждать того дня, когда вы выбираете, чтобы дать мне свою любовь. Скажите, когда и мне говорят, что теперь они чувствуют, что ты сказал про меня. Вы не помню один голос сказать, что я люблю тебя, и ты мне нужна моя любовь. Назначений были короткими, и я получил проводить долгие дни в отсутствие. Извините, но разочарование в том, что моя кожа прохладная, мой ум держать думал о тебе, мое сердце не чувствовал необходимости призвать к слышать твой голос и особенно хорошо или плохо я оставляю моим телом лучшего.
Теперь вы понимаете, почему вы никогда не говорил, я люблю тебя. Мне жаль ваших упреков и боли в глубине души, но никогда не забыть свою любовь моих губах никогда не слышали, ни я люблю тебя.


Я тебя люблю
Я люблю вас чем-то необъяснимым образом.
В позорным образом.
Один из способов противоречивы.
Я тебя люблю
С моего настроения много,
и резкие изменения настроения постоянно.
Как вы знаете,
Время.
Жизнь.
Смерть.

Я тебя люблю
с миром не понимаю.
С людьми, которые не понимают.
С двойственности души.
С непоследовательностью своих поступков,
С мыслью о неизбежности судьбы.
С заговором желания.
С двусмысленностью фактов.
Даже когда я говорю вам, что я люблю тебя Я люблю тебя.
Даже если вы обмана, не обманывает вас.
По сути, осуществляется план,
любить ... лучший.
Ну, верите или нет, моя кожа
Крайне странно,
Отсутствие Вашей кожи.

Я тебя люблю.
Недолго думая, бессознательно,
безответственно,
спонтанно
невольно
инстинктивно
в импульсе,
нерационально.
На самом деле у меня нет логических аргументов,
даже импровизированный
обосновать эту любовь я питаю к вам,
которые возникли из ниоткуда таинственный,
оно не решены волшебным ничего,
и чудом, медленно, с мало или ничего
улучшило мое худшее.

Я тебя люблю.
Я люблю тебя с телом, что думает,
с сердцем это не причина,
с головой, не координирует.
Я тебя люблю
непонятно.
Не спрашивая меня, почему я тебя люблю.
Не важно, почему я тебя люблю.
Не ставя под сомнение, почему я тебя люблю.
Я тебя люблю
просто потому, что я люблю тебя.
Я сам не знаю, почему я тебя люблю.
2009-09-10, 22:06:49
anonymous  
Spelling of Silence

I

Today dream of kissing your lips villages;
your eyes, discs maternal affection;
your body, caressing a child dalla ...
sow suddenly your body my verses.

The burnt offering to the deity
is to see reflected in me and I in you,
be one in crimson robe
which is the redemption to eternity.

Contemplate is a bliss
forever grateful that the gift
Father's worthy of all praise.

Father! Docto peremptory order,
the incense of my gratitude
I give you with strength of feeling!


II

Your blouse red iris of my sacrifice
shining in the meadow grasslands.
Your lips, irreverent flowers carnations
añorarte remind me my job.

You know? I found your suggestive name changed
with which we ate boiled geese
communicating in insinuating glances
without knowing what our name.

Insaciante discovered the thirst of my soul
that only can quench your gracious presence
Please accept the commendation of the one I love.

The scar that can not disappear
I will be, since I dreamed I can not forget ...
I can only ever love you more and more.


III

The everyday is the fruit of the asset.
Deposits are the china cups
As all the big window fateful
and all that produces this passive act.

I tell you what forgiveness versed
is all that desperate little heart.
Have you seen crying infinity? ...
because the moon is dressed in confusion.

The vicious circle we are already but a world
rotating on the elliptical for your thoughts
seeping into the shades of deep love.

He passed bans on your consents
I think we make a good couple
and God commands us to be uneven.


IV

This morning I take my pain sad
rain for fresh home,
This is why it never stops
to have that love you so much my beautiful flower.

I leave my heart anchored at the ready
your anxieties and your lips that kiss
so that your body is dish with cheese
that nourishes our souls thirsty.

I want to drink the sweet honey of your eyes
I shudder because I dress a thousand sighs
in this dark night and crisp.

I can not live without stroking.
Do not dream dress retreats
knees so you have to ask me.


V

The stars I speak of green fields.
And the corollary of the Franks sunsets
is the staff of summer winds
that enable us to always be in love.

The elapsed time to look at you
and tell me the language of silence:
'I caress it slowly, very slowly ...
want you to remember to love death. '

I know that after that dream keyboard
I always need you again to contemplate
because in your arms my begotten offspring.

You will be the author of the wound in his heel.
We shall be two additions - absolute Unity! -;
therefore, a problem is tiny thing.


VI

The sound you hear today fall
convex in the hollow of my path
esfumunidad settled in time
I invoke your name beaded with rain.

Where there is pain, there is hope
in my eyes slow winter
who soaks the couch away from the house ...
My poor heart without melody, cute little clock!.

No. I will not die in the infinite distance ...
will be on your lips (candy canes May)
because the rocks are chipping in the wind

a ballad that cold shivers in my ears,
extertoreando liquid me ... I see you bend
in your lap fresh roses (my sweet room).


VII

How strong will my feet to your presence
then give me a sweet smile logo
tripping over my clumsy your skin soft yolk
and become the holocaust of excellence.

The days and times have you exceeded my pastry
because of you my absurd life hangs
(chest bursting favorite melody);
boring game suddenly round the field.

Whenever I miss you, I feel jealous if you are absent;
I know when you watch me, you are no words
and not dictate to my tender heart beats melody

(cold carcass in close tomb silent);
that only with your eyes and breath it rise again
to dictate tender melodies beats.



VIII

With soft, lilting way you come to the remote
and your fragrance absent my sorrows fall.
Carhuache exquisite ... Do you know how strange
your sweet eyes? delicacy Corps accept my homage!.

Hopefully my clumsy hands! Be suitable and skilled
to knead the bread that the stomachs expect
OLED poor corners and chanting prayers.
Let me mourn desert on my hands!.

You come now to introduce your touch;
vintage embalming memories hanging on the wardrobe,
on the shoulder of your desire or the pocket of surprises.

You now come in an attitude of sincere gesture
honoring the virtue of your ancestors
because it is difficult to initial your beautiful secrets.



IX

Today they're so close to me as my perfume
and I have to sleep in the lap of your longing,
let me sing my song of distances traveled
and if I have caused deep pain can apologize.

Not my fault: The cliffs, the path and time
and my locket (solitary bird of the tallest tree)
plucking his silence to say 'I miss you so much,
I comfort you with my kisses beautiful flower of the field

we as the root of the tree, as the water source,
bloody as the sunset at dusk. Palparte span
inch, your blood be traveling fertile land

sow the seed where quiet and conversational
it will satisfy our hunger, hunger for catastrophe
in the tanneries of resistance and justice cry.


X


You're so good. As kind as anyone
and my hands are the necessity
enslaves me or the desired freedom
with her face of innocent girl who smiles at me.

I find it hard to adjust your rules,
because sometimes in my monotonous slavery
I am a skeptic wearing religious robes ...
words are lost pearl

I do mourn with fear and rage.
I would like the bull by the horns
fuck you, caresses you with smiling and playing

and produce the riotous shouts of a rhapsody.
as two children play hide and seek
and then find you caress crying.



XI

Let your pale, fleeting Tram ticket
Let me give you tickle your belly warm,
Let me at the station that I have been populated
caresses your love, because I almost died

without the port anchor nouns
and illumination of those terms
sounding like castanets in my hands
Copious rain leaves of adjectives.

When I wake up surrounded by smoking resulted
silts. I have so many coals
but the wood is often green or wet.

I light my fire shivering bodies;
but my two stars are flooded with tears
because the wood is often green or wet.



XII

Clenched teeth to resist the
when grim plied whip their backs;
mas, turbid tears descended the Andes ...
Pools of blood fell into weak hands!

And my love away mended with threads
poncho shreds of my song of triumph.
I expected a queen in democracy
teachers and has not beaten on the lips ...

How much you pay, the miserable life gifts you:
your dream universe, your song people!
Why not pay what you owe on slap?

Eighteen million mouths exclaiming 'Huelgaaa! ...
Blood road! 'Is the term sonant,
all that solemn march straight ant.

 

 

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