EmmaCoopers

🌸🌸Hi, welcome, this is Emma Coopers.🌸

I'm 18 years old and I'm very excited about this new adventure that's coming. I'm a very cheerful and very funny Donna. I love to dance, sing. Listen to the music and I'm willing to try new things. I assure you that you will not be bored and you will have a lot of fun

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So I saw you tell me a little bit and I said what I like to do. I like to travel and always know new places and make a good memory of them. Even my animals are very tender and I'd like to have one one day, a puppy. 🤭💙 I'm a very intelligent woman with whom you can talk about any subject, who likes to obey and will satisfy your desires and fetishes..

Dolce donna e capricci, I'm very spoiled but very gentle, I like to go out to the park and to the animals, I'm also a lover of tramonti and a buona discorso, I love to dance and smile my sense of humor is very broad and I'm always willing to have fun and spend incredible time.

I love you.. And you moved the tempo of my life without prayer. I love you in the pale streams that travel by night and never end to guide the stars towards the sea. I love you in that morning detached from the flight of the centuries in which his white ship is fled in water without where they have swum sad, your voice and my song. I love you in the pain without crying that has gathered the dream in the sky invested in my students to keep you cosmic, in the voice undermining my rumor of crollati centuries. I love you (I cry in the white night). In the reflex sleeplessness in which my spirit is torn in uccelli. I love you.. My love flies to express and travel my path, and breaks the shadow and reaches your image from the innocent point in which I am grass and triune.

You'll come naked with open arms I'll lay my head on your chest You'll say the words I'm waiting for I'll sing sweet lullabies You'll promise seas and valleys and mountain tops I'll be the father of your children You'll shine like lightning I'll make myself a star You'll be my bride, More beautiful than all brides I'll sing George Ben's songs You'll have long hair I'll do my braids You'll want a house in the country I'll build a little house in By the river You'll dress up sometimes in all the colors of the Iris I'll always love you You'll want flowers You'll want a horse, a guitar And we'll never, never, never work

My love is in leggeri clothes among apple trees, where the trees are alive and they want to run in company. There where the breathtaking joy of courting the prime leaves passes, my love goes slowly, bending towards its shadow that lies on the grass. And where the sky is a clear blue cup above the laughing earth, my love walks slowly, lifting his robe with a light hand.

My heart has stolen me; And l'amore, seeing my rage, has told me: è stato preso dagli occhi più belli in which I have kept. Thanks supernatural for keeping him in prison. And if love is right, signora, for the second time, you have my heart..

Witter the Youthful Flowers, cloudless the sun of my hope, a story of prayer after the time and my agony grow and my longing and my pains. For the joy of my imagination, when the sad reality spots the glass and obscures its light.. I return the eyes to his incessant desire and it turns the world in everything the world and around the sky. For I pity thee for my deep and beautiful evil, I command thee: my versetti are thy heart and mine

I need your voice, I need your eyes, those words that always filled me, I need your inner peace, I need the light of your lips! I'm not! I can't go on like this.! !!.. Already.. I don't mind thinking, I can't think of anything more than you. I need the flower of your hands that the patience of all your actions with that justice inspire me for that which was always my backbone my source of life if it is dried with the force of oblivion.. I'm burning; what I need I've already found but anyway! I'm not! My anchor stain! I'm not!

My great inert form eats a mondo non ha notte o giorno, but the darkness and the clarity within me make you live. Seas and skies of mine belong to you We sail together Don't wake me up I'm not awake, I'm not dreaming of life. I think of myself when I dream of you and rob you at the moment of di tutte le mie età per popolare le mie abitazioni intime and accompany you always, always, always.

Sometimes I want to be in bad taste to say: I love you madly. I want to be silly again to scream: I love him so much! to weep in his bosom. I wish I had slept to hear, beneath the wet earth of my suckling, that a flower grows breaking my chest, a flower and saying: questo fiore, per te.

I want to be in bad taste again to say: I love you madly. I want to be silly again to scream: I love her so much! I want to cry raggemouthed in her bosom again. Sometimes I want to be there to feel, beneath the wet earth of my suckling, that a flower grows breaking my chest, a flower and saying: questo fiore, per te

My tactic is to keep you learn how to love you how to love you my tactic is to talk to you and listen to you build with your words an indestructible bridge my tactic is to remain in your memory I don't know how and I don't know what I'm pretending to do to stay in you my tactic is to be honest and know that you're honest and that we don't sell ourselves pretend so that we don't get caught up in the curtain or the abyss my strategy is on the other hand more profound and more simple my strategy is One day I don't know how and I don't know what pretext you have finally needed me..

For you I printed a smile on the letter Giappone Gurdami tu fai crescere l'erba dei prati Donna mappa della musica river clearing the feast of the fruit I saw you hanging from your window and the car tires and the vendors were lowering their prices. Thank you..

How many times, amor, I loved you without seeing you and perhaps without memory, without recognizing your gaze, without keeping you, Centoura, in regioni contrarie, a mezzogiorno in fiamme, you were only l'aroma dei cereali che amo. Maybe I saw you, I took you when I was passing a glass in Angolo, alla luce della luna di giugno, or you were the life of that guitar that I ran nell'oscurità and sounded like the excessive mare. I loved you without knowing it and I searched your memory. In the empty case I put the torch to steal your portrait. I knew what it was.. Suddenly, while I was walking with me, you touched and stopped my life: before my eyes you were, reigning over me and reigning over him. As I speak in the forest, the fire is your kingdom.

If you tell me yes, think twice that you could tell me no I tell you no, I could be wrong, I'll give you the homework you tell me yes, I'll stop dreaming and I'll do it Become a better idiot, tell me no and give me che si eat an account drop, tell me no think of a yes and leave me the other one

Tell me that you won't make me think all day long in planning your strategy for a yes, tell me that I won't ask myself a mimetic yes and I'll stay by your side always the easy thing that I've lasted so little and I do not deny that I'm amused but I had the solitude to me is crazy because Love never passed here

L'amore è la perdita di guerra tra sesso e risate è the key with which you open the tap dell'acqua negli occhi è il momento più lento del mondo when l'amore goes in fretta, l'amore è slow arrogance di aggrapparsi all'impossibile guardare altrove quello che non trovi in te

L'amore è ungrateful That lifts you for a while and you bounces down alone perché L'amore è due in uno Che alla fine non sono nessuno dei due And if they lie, love is beauty, if they feel sadness, and in the end they always leave, love is almost always better. When it's somewhere else It seems beautiful in the romanzi That sellono final perfetti I don 't want to leave you I'm always a mistake

- Hey, there. Because I'm not 100 but soon I'll be back with beer and good music, and I'll be back in visitation. I mali stanno andando, anche se essere cattivi è normale, ne vale la pena, that no mi manca la salute o pa'me o pa' il mio equipaggio, or that mi manca Ovy negli strumenti, già con quello che ho, a volte no più no a lungo so dove vado ma non dimentico dove vengo, I know what I am and what I will be

Ecco perché la fede che ho, non ho bisogno di più, amore, give me the time that I am healthy with your company, quella pace che mi dai in un altro I can't find it, no, ecco perché voglio i tuoi baci. To heal my heart, today I leave Am Mar to take advantage of the fact that the sun is shining; It's okay not to feel well, it's normal, it's not a crime, I'm alive, the more na I need, and while healed from the heart, today I go out to sea to take advantage of the fact that there is the sun, it's okay not to feel well, it's normal, it's not a crime and tomorrow will be nicer

Le storie non begin with "a round" nor end with "Happy Forever" Mi dispiace se sono qualcosa di più pessimista la mia verità mi sorprende I'm sorry I'm not sure I'm going to be able to make it through this one Leave me and continue to breathe better than ever, vivere e appeso l'amore è a farce, just a fantasy something invented by an idiot I loved without measure but I am so sure that it lasted only pochi giorni perché come me, you felt a bucket of cold water

The fool who invented him regretted for a lifetime when a man with money stole his heart from the woman he loved, it happened to me and now we thought the two that love never existed she said that she loved me with all her strength that without me without I was not living and suddenly it leaves me and continues to breathe better than ever, love and cooling is a farce, just a fantasy something invented by an idiot who loved without measure but I am almost certain that it lasted only few days because I also felt a bucket of cold water

The sun can fade forever, the sea can be wiped out in an instant, the earth's axis can be broken like a weak glass. Everything is going to happen! Life can cover me; Ma mai in me the flame of thy amore can be extinguished.

Bello, eat in the fresh spring stone, the water opens a wide lamp of schiuma, questo è il sorriso sul tuo viso, bellissimo. Beautiful, with hands and feet, eat a silver horse, walk, flower of the world, I see you, beautiful. Beauty, with a nest of rame Cmedied nella tua testa, a cup of honey color where il mio cuore burns and rests, bellissima. Bella, your eyes don't fit your face, your eyes don't fit your face. There are countries, there are rivers in your eyes, my homeland is in your eyes, I walk towards them, they give light to the world in which I walk, beautiful..

Bella, your seni are like two pan fatti di terra di cereali and moon of gold, bellissima. Beauty, your life has made me an arm like a river when you have spent mille anni attraverso il tuo dolce corpo, bellissima. Bella, there's nothing like your flanchi, maybe the earth has given somewhere hidden the curve and the aroma of your body, maybe there is somewhere, bellissima. Beautiful, my beautiful, your voice, your skin, your beautiful nails, my beautiful, your being, your light, your shadow, beautiful, everything that is mine, beautiful, everything that is mine, mine, when you walk or rest, when you sing or sleep, when you suffer or dream, always, when you are near or far, always, ♪ I know my, my beautiful, always ♪.

I love you.. And you moved the tempo of my life without prayer. I love you in the pale streams that travel by night and never end to guide the stars towards the sea. I love you in that morning detached from the flight of the centuries in which his white ship is fled in water without where they have swum sad, your voice and my song. I love you in the pain without crying that has gathered the dream in the sky invested in my students to keep you cosmic, in the voice undermining my rumor of crollati centuries. I love you (I cry in the white night). In the reflex sleeplessness in which my spirit is torn in uccelli. I love you.. My love flies to express and travel my path, and breaks the shadow and reaches your image from the innocent point in which I am grass and triune..

I will see you naked with my arms outstretched, I will rest on your chest, my forehead, I will say the word that I hope you will dessert, I will promise you mary and vallati and vette delle montagne, they will shine the flash I will make you a star, You'll be my Donna, più bella di tutti gli amici who will sing you songs they'll build a cabin by the river a volte if you dress with tutti i colori dell'iride il degno dei fiori, a horse, a guitar and we won't ever work.

My love is in a light garment among the apple trees, where the breeze is most passionate if it is carried in company. There, where the breathtaking gifts dwell to cut the prime leaves on his path, my love goes slowly, leaning on his shadow that lies in the grass. And where the paradise is a cup of blue on the earth that laughs, my love walks slowly, lifting the dress with a graceful hand.

Until I forget, I'll prove that there won't be nobody who wipes your lips inside and out. There won't be nobody for not making me name in an afternoon until I forget so much that there's no mañana o dopo, no, no fino. I'll forget you, I'll prove that no one will notice your mouth like your smile and I'm going to break it like a tear in the rain until I forget so much that there's no tomorrow or dopo

I'll love you so much, so much, eat the fire between my arms Finché non mi dimentichi and my spezza in mille pezzi Continues my great theater Finché non mi dimentichi Finché non mi dimentichi And I'll recampierò il tuo sogno sul cuscino Riempi, little by little, silence with your alphabet And when I get down, there's my side Finché non dimentichi così tanto quello No c'è domani o dopo

I'll love you so much, so much, eat the fire between my arms Finché non mi dimentichi and my spezza in mille pezzi Continues my great theater Finché non mi dimentichi Finché non mi dimentichi I'll keep copying your body on the wall and hang it on your chest The night and the dawn I never forgot I'll love you so much, so much Finché non dimentichi, oh Finché non mi dimentichi And my spezza in mille pezzi Continues my great theatre Finché non mi dimentichi Finché non mi dimentichi I'm not going to forget you

I will love, love, love, love forever, with everything I am and with the earth and with the sky, with the sunlight and with the darkness of the mud; I will love with all knowledge and I will love with everything I desire. And when the mountain of life is hard and long and high and full of abyss, I will love the immensity that is of burning love and burn in the fusion of our own breasts!

Now the red petal sleeps, now the white, nor the cypress waves on the promenade of the palazzo, nor the golden pinna strizza l'occhio alla pila di porfido. The lucciola if rises; wake up with me. Now the white peacock falls down and eats a ghost, and eats a ghost shines on me. There's a staircase of foam slotolata sull'edera. C'è che sporgersi dal precipizio della fusione without hope of your presence and of your absence. I found the secret to loving you always for the first time. Two gargoyles in the water in the last days and days, but my love for you will last a lifetime.. I ask you to love me and to live forever.. Two gargoyles in water can't assist, two people who if they love can't be forgotten..

You have me and I am yours. So close to each other Like the meat of the bones. So close to each other And often so far!. You sometimes tell me that you are closed, as hard stone, as wrapped in secrets, impassive, remote. and you would like yours THE KEY OF THE MYSTERY. If nobody has it. there is no key. Neither myself, I don't even have it!

I know a giant and strange hymn that announces on the night of the soul a dawn, and these pages are of that anthem cadences that the air dilates in the shadows. I would like to write to him, of the man dominating the rebel, petty language, with words that were once sighs and laughs, colors and notes. But in vain it is fighting, that there is no figure capable of locking him; And just, oh, beautiful! Yes, having yours in my hands, I could, to the ear, sing it alone.

Love of my entrails, live, in vain I wait for your written word and think, with the flower that withers, that if I live without me I want to lose you. The air is immortal. The inert stone either knows the shadow or avoids it. Inner heart doesn't need the icy honey that the moon pours. But I suffered. I scratched my veins, tiger and dove, on your waist in duel of bites and lilies. Fill out my madness or let me live in my serene night of the soul forever dark

When you love, if you have not loved, you will know that in this world it is the greatest and deepest pain to be a happy and unfortunate time. Corollary: Love is an abyss of light and shadow, poetry and prose, and where the most face is made that is to laugh and cry at the same time. The worst, most terrible, is that living without him is impossible..

So easy that if you fall in love and so difficult to forget you because the life I swear and today I look for you and you don't know and even if it hurts me to see your photo my alien il cuore rotto se domani I find you di nuovo I don't know how to hide me and I can't tell you che ricordi non parti, non se ne va, qualcosa non He wants to come back and something will find you, he doesn't leave, he doesn't go. Stay again, stay all night. Resta di nuovo, soggiorna di nuovo più di dodici (rest of the day, stay of the day more of the day)

It remains again that my heart does not forget such a love and it does not go away, it does not go away, do not go again to stay for life, stay again you are my lost bullet again that my heart does not forget a love it does not forget it Forget and it does not go away, don't go away, don't go again and again, stay over and over again, still to lose your eyes when you dance to feel a thousand kisses in the air was enough to convince me that if you go Looking for you even if he looks crazy from Bogotá to Buenos Aires, how do I explain that I don't know how to forget? I don't know how to hide you, I love you and I can't talk to you, I don't remember, don't leave, don't go

Something in you wants to come back and something will find you, don't go, don't go, don't go again for the whole night, restati di nuovo più di dodici, rest che il mio cuore non dimentica un amore Don't forget, don't go, don't go, don't go again to remain for all your life, soggiorni il mio proiettile perduto che il mio cuore non dimentica un tale amore don't forget and don't go, it is Don't go, don't go anchored and anchored

For me, the most important things are my dreams and my goals, that's why I strive every day to achieve them, thanks to you also for making my life happier and for being part of this process, I will tell you what else happens in this. Crazy and fun life I love exploring each of my fantasies, I want you to show me how you want me to touch each part of my body to excite you, I want to explore each of your fantasies together and I want to show you mine to fill you with pleasure. Every moment we're alone, I don't want to have any limitations with you..

Feel free to express all your wishes to me. I have an open mind and I love to experience new things. Never forget my limits, I like respect and I do not tolerate the lack of it, I hate disloyalty, since I am a very loyal person. I just wanted to tell you that a few days ago I went to a party, the truth is that I had a great time, I met extraordinary people who make my life a little happy, I like to have fun, dance, go out and distract myself from my routine, but no think I forgot you, whether you're on camera or not, you'll always be on my mind

I recently took a trip to a spectacular farm, where I enjoyed my last vacation to the fullest is in Cali, a city very close to where I live, well, I had some cakes and the truth is that they were very strong, I would do it. I love visiting wonderful places like this, I fell in love with this place, its climate and its people, the truth is that I had never been to this corner of my country. I like the sport that I like the most. Sport is life and play as an expression of joy, freedom, liberation and hope. So, it is a challenge to recover this spiritual sense of sport and project it into society.. I am also a very spiritual person and I love everything that has to do with it..

I love every aspect of what I do, but deep down what I really want is to find someone who fills my soul, who can please every point of my body and mind, who with a single word can bring out that part of my being. . me. Defeated, who loves me and who can make me happy, I really see myself with an incredible person who is full of beautiful details for me, I want to have a family and beyond luxuries, have true love.

-A couple of years ago I wanted to get to know Medellín because of its organization and its management of environmental issues. Last year for my birthday I traveled to Medellín for the first time and it was incredible. It is a very beautiful and organized city. I was surprised by their transportation system.. The public and the culture of the people, it may seem silly but I live in a very big and messy city and I loved seeing a city in my own country that has everything under control, I also went to the botanical garden and the planetarium, which are two places which are quite important to me, I also went to an electronics event and I was very happy on that trip, I enjoyed every day and had an incredible experience.

About 10 years ago I started a taste for makeup and all the things that can be communicated or expressed through it, it's a quite modern and versatile type of art, I started buying products while I learned something new and always practiced on my face, after a while, I took a class in which I learned a lot of things and I continued to educate myself on the subject because it is seriously something that I am passionate about, currently I already have a slightly larger makeup collection and I do makeup for other people. And I've improved a lot, I still have some symmetry problems, but I'm already working on it and I want to start in the world of artistic makeup..

-My passion for baking began with the rise of YouTubers because they uploaded many cupcake recipes and caught my attention, so I started buying the necessary tools to make the recipes, at first I didn't do it very well because the cakes were a bit Hard and the creams were very sweet, but I didn't get around to the idea and started trying different recipes from books and videos, my parents saw my passion and enrolled me in a baking course where I learned many things and my passion increased. To the point that I started creating my own recipes and now everyone who tries my desserts is delighted and requests more.

When I was learning to ride a bike I wasn't afraid of anything and I rode my older cousins' bikes that were super tall and big. One day we were going down a main street and I was on their bike. When we reached another avenue there was a small slope so the motorcycle got off and I was getting closer and closer to the main road, at that moment my cousins saw that I wasn't stopping and they got scared so they started yelling at me to stop, I panicked and what I did was jump to the platform to stop, I hit myself a little and since that day I'm afraid of riding a bike where I can't reach the ground with my feet.

I want to tell you that these stories have marked a lot throughout my life and what more to share them with you, if you find the teaching do not hesitate to write me and share it with me, I'm dying to know what you think.

A wolf that, while eating meat, got stuck in its throat.. It began to cause him great pain and he ran desperately trying to get help.. On the way he met someone after explaining the situation to him, he begged for help, promising to give him everything he asked for. Although cautious, this someone accepted on the condition that he fulfill the agreement. He withdrew and watched as the wolf recovered and could breathe normally, after which he asked her to fulfill his promise. However, the wolf replied that it was reward enough not to have devoured it despite having had it between its teeth". This fable by Aesop (although there is also a version in Indian tradition in which instead of a wolf the animal in distress is a lion), teaches us that we cannot always trust what others tell us and promise, since there will be those who will be ungrateful to us or even those who will lie to us and manipulate us. us to achieve their purposes without valuing their own efforts.

A couple of farmers who, one day, discovered a solid golden egg in one of the nests where they were raising chickens.. The couple observed that the bird produced such a prodigy day after day, obtaining a golden egg each day.. When reflecting on what made the chicken in question have this ability, they suspected that it had gold inside.. To check it and get all the gold at once, they killed the chicken and opened it, discovering with surprise that inside the prodigious bird was the same as the others.. And they also realized that, in their ambition, they had put an end to what had been enriching them". This fable, associated with Aesop although also versioned by authors such as Samariaga or La Fontaine and which sometimes tells us about a chicken and other times about a goose, teaches us the importance of putting aside greed, since it can lead us to lose what we have.

A woodcutter who one day realized that he did not have his instrument. Surprised and with tears in his eyes, he found his neighbor near his house, who, as always, greeted him smiling and friendly.. Upon entering his house, the woodcutter suddenly became suspicious and thought that it might have been the neighbor who had stolen his axe.. In fact, now that he thought about it, his smile seemed nervous, he had a strange expression on his face and he would have even said his hands were shaking. Thinking about it, the neighbor had the same expression as a thief, he walked like a thief and talked like a thief.. The woodcutter was thinking all this, increasingly convinced that he had found the culprit of the robbery, when he suddenly realized that his footsteps had taken him back to the forest where he had been the night before.

Suddenly, he tripped on something hard and fell. When he looked down. I'm not! The woodcutter returned home with his instrument, regretting his suspicions, and when he saw his neighbor again he saw that his expression, walk and way of speaking were (and had been at all times) The usual. which is part of many traditions but which apparently has its origin in China, helps us learn that sometimes our thoughts and suspicions cause us to have distorted perceptions of reality, being able to misinterpret situations and people very easily, it also teaches us not to accuse someone. For free until we have real proof of what we accuse them of..