AlexaLip

Welcome to my room, my name is Alexa, I am 22 years old and I am from Argentina.

She is a very shy girl, but when she gets confident she lets herself go completely, she likes to talk and above all listen and learn..

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She likes to be that place where you would tell a secret.👀👀👀👀👀👀

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I like to listen to calm music but that can dance like tech house or techno. I can listen to it anytime. I feel that music makes us happy, or it also makes us sad, it has a lot of power. Good music and dancing could turn me on and make you live a magnificent moment where you travel through every part of me.

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💗 I like to play with my feet, massage them, put oil on them, my favorite moment is when I paint my nails, I like them without polish but on an important occasion my favorite color to paint them is yellow and what is your favorite nail color?

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One of my favorite times of the year is summer, sunbathing on a relaxed beach listening to music, having a very cold banana smoothie alone or better accompanied.

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Although I also can't miss a book and a camera, I love taking photos, I think I am passionate about capturing unique moments.. I believe that the best moments are captured by our eyes and we do not have the possibility of creating an image Sometimes it's hard not to have something in my mouth, I usually have a candy or lollipop, anything sweet I put in my mouth. I like to feel my mouth wet and sweet. It's like putting my finger in the jar of dulce de leche or cream, it's something I love. I'm from Argentina, as I told you at the beginning, so in December it's summer here and it's unbearably hot. I would choose summer as my favorite season if I were on a beach for 3 hot months drinking a smoothie and getting into the water all the time, in reality I wouldn't get out of the water. I would like to be in a place where there are fish and to be able to dive.

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I don't like men who come to insult my room, those who talk about another girl, those who have conversations with each other thinking it's their chat or those who insult other users. If you are going to come to my room I ask for respect and kindness, I do nothing without you giving me what I ask for in return without exception}

 

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When they name you, they steal a little bit of your name from me; it seems a lie, that half a dozen letters say so much. My folly would be to tear down the walls with your name, I would paint every wall, there would be no well left without me to say your name, no mountain of stone where I would not scream showing the echo your six different letters. My madness would be, to teach the birds to sing it, to teach the fish to drink it, to teach men that there is nothing, how to go mad and repeat your name. My folly would be to forget everything, the remaining 22 letters, the numbers, the books I read, the poems I created.. Say hello with your name. Asking for bread with your name. - He always says the same thing-- they'd say in my way, and I, so proud, so happy, so loud. And I'll go to the other world with your name in my mouth, to all questions I'll answer your name - judges and saints will understand nothing - God would condemn me to say it without stopping forever.

I know for a fact that love is better than multi-vitamins, that the human couple is the inevitable principle of life, that is why I never want to free myself from man; I love him with all his weaknesses and I like to share with his stubbornness this whole wide world where we are both essential to each other.. If you can keep your head on straight when everyone around you loses it and blames you. If you can continue to believe in yourself when everyone doubts you, but you also accept that they have doubts. If you can wait and do not get tired of waiting; or if, being deceived, you do not respond with deceit, or if, being hated, you do not incur hatred. And yet you don't think you're good or wise. If you can dream without dreams dominating you; if you can think and not make your thoughts your only goal; if you can meet with triumph and failure, and treat those two impostors the same way. If you can bear to hear the truth you have spoken, twisted by villains to deceive fools. Or see how everything you've given your life for is destroyed, and roll up your sleeves to rebuild it with worn-out tools.. If you can stack all your winnings and risk them on a single play; and lose, and start over from the beginning and never say a word about your loss. If you can force your heart, and your nerves and sinews, to accomplish your goals long after they are exhausted, and thus resist when there is nothing left but the Will, which tells them: "Resist! "If you can speak to the masses and maintain your virtue. Or walk alongside kings, without despising the common people. If neither friends nor enemies can hurt you. Yes, everyone can count on you, but none too much. If you can fill the implacable minute, with sixty seconds of diligent labor, Yours is the Earth and all that is in it, and - what is more -: you will be a Man, my son!

Tonight you have said two common words in my ear. Two words tired of being said. Words that are old are new. Two words so sweet, that the moon that walked Filtering through the branches Stopped in my mouth. So sweet two words that an ant walks around my neck and I don't try to move to throw it away. So sweet two words I say without wanting it-- oh, how beautiful, life! - So sweet and so gentle That scented oils on the body pour. So sweet and so beautiful That the longest fingers of my right hand Move to the sky imitating scissors. Oh, my fingers would cut stars.

A solitary island that the sea with all its waters washed, splitting the rocks that covered it, carrying the small one, the large one remained. A flying bird was tired when it saw that island, it was heading there, it was carrying a small seed in its beak. If it eats it in flight, it will fall off. She poses as always at the highest part where the hardest rock is usually found and when trying to eat the small seed it falls, rolls, and gets lost in the groove.. Disappointed and sad, she continued on her way looking for another island that was populated.. The existence of man did not make her happy. The most important thing was that it was planted. Nothing was known about the end of this story, there were no records left if she could achieve it if there were other islands that had little plants where she could make her nest and nest. On the island, the seed remained, adhered firmly to the rock and there it germinated, watered by the drops of salt water and the drops of rain that arrived in winter.. She grew weakly, but emitted a beautiful flower on the bare rock, only she was radiating her own colors in her surroundings: it was a world without flowers and the star abounded.. The artists came to immortalize her image and hummingbirds also came to sip the sweetness of her.. Later, a poet created some verses that told the story of this beautiful flower.. I was walking as always, careless with the direction that takes me to my home when the most beautiful girl in the place appears out of nowhere. I looked at her and she looked back at me. Today the sun and the alelí shone brighter: she accepted a rose as a gift and then she smiled when I smiled at her. Eight suns stopped her wandering path and came to me with their light. The stars looked at me sweetly and the moon made sighs over the sea. I see the blooming flowers more beautiful and I sense those that are going to bloom. I hear the harmonious chirping of the birds that we used to hear only yesterday. I will fall asleep in the aroma of the flowers that exist on the edge of the ravine. I will be able to see myself portrayed in the mirror of the deep green of her sad gaze. The wind breaks the silence singing, the bird trills her beautiful song, my soul vibrates with everything beautiful, my faithful heart beats happily. Today I center my life on loving her and her halo is total splendor. I will sing the songs that those men who know about love sing.