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😺¡Hello! welcome to the wonderful world of Mia😺

¡Hello everyone! I am Mia, a person who finds true happiness in the simple things of life. I love the good vibes, cats and anime, elements that define who I am and how I live every day. From an early age, I adopted an uncomplicated life philosophy. For me, the key is to enjoy every moment without unnecessary complications. I love to keep a positive mood and find joy in the little things, whether it’s admiring a vibrant sunset, having deep conversations or just relaxing with my cat in my arms. Cats have a special place in my heart. They are loyal and loving companions who fill my life with love and warmth. Taking care of them and sharing moments of play and affection is a constant source of joy and comfort in my day to day life.. Anime is another of my great passions. I am fascinated by immersing myself in exciting stories and exploring imaginative worlds through the screen. From action-packed series to comforting comedies, anime not only entertains me, it also inspires me and transports me to fascinating universes.. In addition to my specific interests, I am a sociable and outgoing person. I enjoy interactions with others and deeply value human connection. I strongly believe in building authentic and enriching relationships that nourish the soul and bring happiness to all involved. In short, my life revolves around seeking happiness and well-being in everything I do.. Through my love for good vibes, cats and anime, I find balance and joy in every day.. I am always ready to talk and share positive experiences. ¡Join me on this journey of discovery and fun!

🟡🔵🔴 I am from Colombia and I am here to change lives and enjoy them to the fullest. ¿How do I do it? Let's find out as we get to know each other better. I am someone who combines beauty, intelligence, creativity and a touch of rudeness. At first glance I may seem innocent, but I actually have the ability to offer unforgettable experiences, both emotional and physical. One of my passions is psychology. I am on my way to becoming a psychologist because I strongly believe in the importance of understanding and managing emotions. For me, psychology is much more than an academic discipline; it is a powerful tool to help people understand themselves and others, and to facilitate positive change in their lives.. In the emotional sphere, I believe in empathy and the ability to put oneself in the shoes of others. Understanding people’s emotions and helping them navigate their deepest thoughts and feelings is central to my approach.. I believe in creating a safe and trusted space where my patients can freely explore their concerns, fears and dreams. From a diplomatic perspective, I value the ability to communicate effectively and resolve conflicts peacefully. As a future psychologist, I hope to use my skills to mediate in difficult situations, foster mutual understanding and promote cooperation between individuals and groups.. I believe in the importance of building bridges and promoting constructive dialogue that allows personal and community growth. In short, my path to psychology is marked by the desire to positively impact the lives of others.. Through emotional understanding and diplomacy, I aspire to facilitate meaningful and lasting change in the people I have the privilege to help.. I am excited about what the future holds in this exciting career.

🟡🔵🔴 I am from Colombia and I am here to change lives and enjoy them to the fullest. How do I do it? Let's find out while we get to know each other better. I am someone who combines beauty, intelligence, creativity and a touch of toughness. At first glance I may seem innocent, but in reality I have the ability to offer unforgettable experiences, both emotional and physical.. One of my passions is psychology. I am on my way to becoming a psychologist because I firmly believe in the importance of understanding and managing emotions. For me, psychology is much more than an academic discipline; it is a powerful tool to help people understand themselves and others, and to facilitate positive change in their lives.. On the emotional level, I believe in empathy and the ability to put yourself in the shoes of others.. Understanding people's emotions and helping them navigate their deepest thoughts and feelings is central to my approach.. I believe in creating a safe and trusting space where my patients can freely explore their worries, fears and dreams.. From a diplomatic perspective, I value effective communication skills and peaceful conflict resolution. As a future psychologist, I hope to use my skills to mediate difficult situations, foster mutual understanding, and promote cooperation between individuals and groups.. I believe in the importance of building bridges and promoting constructive dialogue that allows for personal and community growth. In short, my path to psychology is marked by the desire to positively impact the lives of others.. Through emotional understanding and diplomacy, I aspire to facilitate meaningful and lasting change in the people I have the privilege of helping.. I am excited for what the future holds for me in this exciting career.

🟡🔵🔴 I come from Colombia and I am here to change lives and enjoy them to the fullest. How do we do that? Let’s find out by getting to know each other better. I am someone who combines beauty, intelligence, creativity and a touch of robustness. At first glance, I may seem innocent, but in reality I have the ability to offer unforgettable experiences, both emotional and physical. One of my passions is psychology. I am on the way to becoming a psychologist because I strongly believe in the importance of understanding and managing emotions. For me, psychology is much more than an academic discipline; it is a powerful tool for helping people understand themselves and others, and facilitating positive change in their lives.. Emotionally, I believe in empathy and the ability to put oneself in the shoes of others. Understanding people’s emotions and helping them navigate their deepest thoughts and feelings is at the heart of my approach. I believe in creating a safe and confident space where my patients can freely explore their worries, fears and dreams. From a diplomatic point of view, I value effective communication skills and peaceful conflict resolution. As a future psychologist, I hope to use my skills to arbitrate difficult situations, foster mutual understanding and promote cooperation between individuals and groups.. I believe in the importance of building bridges and promoting constructive dialogue that allows for personal and community growth. In short, my path to psychology is marked by the desire to have a positive impact on the lives of others.. Through emotional understanding and diplomacy, I aspire to facilitate meaningful and lasting change in the people I have the privilege to help.. I am excited about what the future holds in this exciting career.

I am a person who finds in dance a form of freedom, an expression that connects me deeply with the rhythm of life. I enjoy losing myself in the movements, letting the music guide me to moods ranging from euphoria to deep reflection.. Alongside my passion for dancing, I find refuge in the pages of books. Reading not only transports me to unknown worlds, but also nourishes me with diverse knowledge and perspectives. I am fascinated by exploring various genres and discovering stories that awaken my imagination and enrich my worldview. Also, I am an avid listener to music and podcasts. I like to explore new sounds and learn from diverse voices that share innovative and stimulating ideas. In my quest for entertainment, Netflix is my faithful ally, where I enjoy contemporary and classic stories that capture my imagination. I am drawn to vintage, a style that encapsulates nostalgia and timeless elegance. From fashion to objects of the past, I find charm in what has stood the test of time and continues to inspire. In my interactions with others, I strongly believe in treating everyone with respect and honesty. For me, transparency is fundamental; I value frankness and openness in relationships, and appreciate when others share this same ethic. In short, my life is woven with threads of dance, voracious reading, auditory discoveries and an appreciation for the classic and authentic.. Through my interests and values, I seek to enrich my world and connect with others in a genuine and meaningful way.

ANIME FAVORITO - ANIME FAVORITE

🌸Violet Evergarden🌸

"Violet Evergarden" is an anime that evokes deep and personal emotions through its captivating story and unforgettable protagonist. The series follows the life of Violet, a young ex-soldier known for her exceptional skill on the battlefield, but now facing the challenge of finding her place in a world that is rebuilding after a devastating war.. From the very first moment, the series immerses you in an emotional journey. Violet’s story is a journey of self-discovery and redemption. Her struggle to understand human emotions and express her own feelings reflects a deep vulnerability that resonates in the viewer. As she interacts with different people through her work as the Auto Memories Doll, a scribe who helps others communicate their feelings through letters, Violet gradually discovers the complexity and beauty of human relationships.. The anime not only explores themes of love, loss and reconciliation, but also features stunning animation and a moving soundtrack that enrich the emotional narrative.. Each episode is beautifully animated, capturing not only the action and intrigue, but also the intimate and thought-provoking moments that define Violet’s personal transformation.. For me, "Violet Evergarden" is not just an anime series; it is an emotional experience that makes you reflect on life, personal growth and the importance of human connections. It is a reminder that even in the midst of adversity and pain, there is always room for hope and the possibility of finding inner peace..

My Favorite Song - My Favorite Song 🎶

"La Maza" is an iconic song performed by Argentine singer Mercedes Sosa. Written by the renowned Cuban singer-songwriter Silvio Rodríguez, this piece was released on the album "Séptimo día" in 1974 and has endured as a hymn of resistance and hope in Latin America. The lyrics begin with a profound statement of surrender: "I come to offer my heart", addressing universal themes such as love, resistance, hope and the struggle for freedom.. The metaphor of the "mallet" symbolizes the inner strength and determination needed to face life's challenges. Musically, the song fuses elements of Latin American folklore with the poetic sensitivity of Silvio Rodríguez. Mercedes Sosa’s performance stands out with her powerful and emotional voice, often accompanied by traditional instruments such as guitar and charango, creating a melodic and moving atmosphere. "La Maza" has had a profound impact in Latin America and beyond, resonating in moments of social and political struggle in the region. Its message of resistance and solidarity has found echo in various interpretations and versions over the years, highlighting its musical beauty and its poetic content committed to the social and emotional reality of its time.. In summary, Mercedes Sosa's "La Maza" is not only a musically enriching work, but also a testimony to the power of music to express deep emotions and connect with the social realities of its audience..

"La Maza" is an iconic song performed by Argentine singer Mercedes Sosa. Written by the famous Cuban songwriter Silvio Rodríguez, this piece was released on the album "Séptimo día" in 1974 and became a hymn of resistance and hope in Latin America. The lyrics begin with a profound declaration of dedication: "Yo vengo a ofrecer mi corazón", addressing universal themes such as love, resistance, hope and the struggle for freedom. The metaphor of "la maza" symbolizes the inner strength and determination needed to face the challenges of life. Musically, the song fuses elements of Latin American folklore with the poetic sensitivity of Silvio Rodríguez. Mercedes Sosa’s performance is characterized by her powerful and emotional voice, often accompanied by traditional instruments such as guitar and charango, creating a melodic and moving atmosphere. "La Maza" had a profound impact in Latin America and beyond, resonating in periods of social and political struggles in the region. His message of resistance and solidarity has echoed through various interpretations and versions over the years, highlighting his musical beauty and poetic commitment to the social and emotional realities of his time.. In summary, "La Maza" by Mercedes Sosa is not only a musically enriching work, but also a testimony to the power of music to express deep emotions and connect with the social realities of its publication..

The Maza- Mercede Sosa

If I didn't believe in madness From the throat of the mockingbird If I didn't believe that in the mountain Trill and dread are hidden If I didn't believe in the scales In the reason of balance If I didn't believe in delirium If I didn't believe in hope If I didn't believe in what I said If I didn't believe in my way If I didn't believe in my sound If I didn't believe in my silence What outside? What would the mace be without a quarry? A jumble made of strings and sinews A jumble of meat with wood An instrument with no best intentions Of little lights set up for the stage What was it, heart, what was it? What would the mace be without a quarry? A figurehead of the traitor of applause A servant of the past in a new cup An eternalizer of the gods of the sunset Joy boiled with rag and sequins What was it, heart, what was it? What would the mace be without a quarry? If I didn't believe in the hardest things If I didn't believe in desire If I didn't believe in what I believe In If I didn't believe in something pure If I didn't believe in every wound If I didn't believe in the one around If I didn't believe in what it hides Become a brother in life If I didn't believe in the one who listens to me If I didn't believe in what hurts If I didn't believe in what's left If I didn't believe in what I believed in What is it that is? What would the mace be without a quarry? A jumble made of strings and sinews A jumble of meat with wood An instrument with no best intentions Of little lights set up for the stage What was it, heart, what was it? What would the mace be without a quarry? A figurehead of the traitor of applause A servant of the past in a new cup An eternalizer of the gods of the sunset Joy boiled with rag and sequins What was it, heart, what was it? What would the mace be without a quarry?

I am a person who deeply values sincerity, intelligence and kindness in all my relationships. I strongly believe in the importance of treating others with respect and transparency, values that are fundamental to my way of being and how I interact with the world around me. I greatly enjoy the company of people who have the unique ability to make me genuinely laugh, those who understand the beauty of a good sense of humor and the lightness it brings to our lives.. For me, the ability to share laughter and joyful moments is a crucial part of any meaningful connection. In addition to valuing good humor, I look for connections that are deep and enriching. I believe in the importance of emotional intelligence and the ability to have honest and authentic conversations about issues that matter. I value empathy and mutual understanding as the foundations for building lasting and meaningful relationships. In my relationships, whether friendship or something else, I seek reciprocity and mutual support. I believe in supporting those close to me, providing a safe space where we can grow together and share our joys and challenges. If you are looking for a genuine friendship or are open to explore something else, I am here to meet you. I believe in the importance of meeting people who share my values and with whom I can build a strong and meaningful bond.

I am someone who attaches great importance to sincerity, intelligence and kindness in all my relationships. I strongly believe in the importance of treating others with respect and transparency, values that are essential in my way of being and in my way of interacting with the world around me. I greatly appreciate the company of people who have the unique ability to make me laugh sincerely, those who understand the beauty of a good sense of humor and the lightness it brings to our lives.. For me, the ability to share laughter and joyful moments is a crucial part of any meaningful connection. In addition to valuing good humor, I look for connections that are deep and enriching. I believe in the importance of emotional intelligence and the ability to have honest and authentic conversations about topics that matter. I value empathy and mutual understanding as the foundations for building lasting and meaningful relationships. In my relationships, whether they are friendly or more, I seek reciprocity and mutual support. I believe in supporting those around me, providing a safe space where we can grow together and share our joys and challenges. If you are looking for a genuine friendship or if you are open to explore something more, I am here to meet you. I believe in the importance of meeting people who share my values and with whom I can build a strong and meaningful bond.       

My working schedule is as follows: 

Monday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Mr. /Tuesday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Hrs. /Wednesday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Hrs. /Thursday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Hrs. /Friday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Hrs. /Saturday - Online From 14:00 Until 21:00 Hrs. /Sunday - OffLine.

Favorite Writers📔

ISABELA ALLENDER- SINOPSI DE SU LIBRO (VIOLETA))

Violeta comes into the world on a stormy day in 1920, being the first girl of a family of five buzzing siblings. From the beginning his life will be marked by extraordinary events, as the shockwaves of the Great War are still felt when the Spanish flu reaches the shores of his native South American country, almost at the exact moment of his birth. Thanks to her father’s foresight, the family will emerge unscathed from this crisis and face a new one, as the Great Depression disrupts the elegant urban life Violet has known so far.. His family will lose everything and be forced to retreat to a remote, wild region of the country.. There Violeta will reach majority and will have her first suitor.

In a letter to someone she loves above all else, Violeta recalls devastating love disappointments and passionate romances, moments of poverty and also of prosperity, terrible losses and immense joys. Some of the great events of history will shape her life: the struggle for women’s rights, the rise and fall of tyrants, and ultimately not one, but two pandemics..

PIZARNIK- SINOPSI DE UNO DE SUS LIBROS (Diaries of a)

The laboratory of his poetic work, the testimony of his tormented life. «A constant of writers’ diaries is that others take care of publishing them posthumously. These publications might give the impression of being a matter of the diary writer’s intimacy, but there is no doubt that, by preserving them, the writer is indicating that he is aware of the intrinsic value they have for the author.. This is even more evident in the case of Alejandra Pizarnik, as she kept her notebooks until the last moment”, from the diaries of a woman who turned her anguish into a distillate of hard and beautiful words. Her obsession with writing, her doubts, and her desire to eat, smoke and love voracely until fatigue broke her down.. everything was written down in notebooks and loose papers that have finally found their place. Even today, forty years after his death, Pizarnik’s voice accompanies the reader on a journey where literature matters and life hurts.. «Sometimes I would like to record myself in writing in body and soul: to account for my breathing, my coughing, my fatigue, but in an alarmingly accurate way, that I can be heard breathing, coughing, crying, if I could cry.»

📔MY FAVORITE POEM 📔 BRANZA TU TRISTEZA

My grandmother used to say that when a woman felt sad the best thing she could do was to braid her hair; in this way the pain would be trapped between the hair and could not reach the rest of the body; you had to be careful that the sadness did not get into the eyes because it would make them rain, It was not good to let it enter our lips because it would force them to say things that were not true, that it does not get into your hands- he told me- because you can overroast the coffee or leave the dough raw; and it is that sadness likes the bitter taste. When you feel sad girl, braid your hair; catch the pain in the strand and let it escape when the north wind strikes hard. Our hair is a net capable of catching everything, it is strong as the roots of the ahuehuete and soft as the foam of the atole. Don't be caught off guard by melancholy, my girl, even if your heart is broken or your bones are cold from some absence. Don't let her get into you with your hair loose, because it will flow in cascades through the channels that the moon has traced between your body and your soul.. Braid your sadness, he said, always braid your sadness. And tomorrow when you wake up to the sparrow's song you'll find it pale and faded in the loom of your hair.

📔MY FAVORITE POEM 📔 BRAID YOUR SADNESS

My grandmother said that when a woman felt sad the best thing she could do was braid her hair; In this way the pain would be trapped between her hair and could not reach the rest of her body; We had to be careful that sadness did not get into our eyes because it would make them rain, it was not good to let it get into our lips either because it would force them to say things that were not true, let it not get into your hands - he told me - because You can over-roast the coffee or leave the dough raw; And sadness likes a bitter taste. When you feel sad girl, braid her hair; Catch the pain in the skein and let it escape when the north wind hits hard. Our hair is a net capable of catching everything, it is strong like the roots of the ahuehuete and soft like the foam of the atole. Don't let melancholy catch you off guard, my girl, even if you have a broken heart or cold bones due to some absence. Don't let it get into you with your hair loose, because it will flow in a cascade through the channels that the moon has traced between your body. Braid your sadness, she said, always braid your sadness.. And tomorrow when you wake up to the song of the sparrow you will find it pale and faded between the loom of your hair.

📔MY FAVORITE POEM 📔 TREAT YOUR SAdness

My grandmother used to say that when a woman felt sad, the best thing she could do was to braid her hair; This way, the pain would be stuck between his hair and could not reach the rest of his body; We had to be careful that the sadness did not enter our eyes because it would make them rain, it was not good either to let it enter our lips because it would force them to say things that were not true, that it did not enter your hands - he told me - because it would be a that you can overroast the coffee or leave the dough raw; And sadness loves a bitter taste. When you feel sad, girl, braid her hair; Attz the pain in the shoulder and let it escape when the north wind strikes hard. Our hair is a net capable of all attr, they are strong as the roots of the ahuehuete and soft as the moss of the atoll. Don't let melancholy catch you off guard, my girl, even if you have a broken heart or cold bones from an absence. Do not let it penetrate into you with your hair loose, because it will cascading through the channels that the moon has traced between your body and the moon.. "Brass your sadness," she said, "always brass your sadness.. And tomorrow when you wake up to the song of the sparrow you will find it pale and faded between the loom of your hair.

🎵Favorite song🎵

Save Yourself

Save yourself - Above all from you, love and health-Save your spirit-Your good side, your light, your groove-Your infinity You save yourself that I came to leave everything on the field for the love of the Look, life Goes that never stops I know that everything expires That more and more expensive But look, life Look at my face, face I know that everything expires The beautiful thing is that it doesn't stop That it doesn't stop If no one comes here who damn it saves you? (who?) After the dark night, I plan to come back safe and sound at dawn There's an ocean in me that doesn't quench thirst even though it comes out If none like one of the worst enemy The rest of the line applaud (right?) Don't think I'm crazy, no, little patience I only often contemplate the complexity of existence Loyal to my band, equal to my soul, my mother, my essence The plan is life or death, so, literally an urgency Save yourself Above all from you, amen and health Save your spirit, your good side, your light, Your groove Your infinity You save yourself That I came to leave everything on the field for the love of the Look, life Goes that never stops I know that everything expires That more and more expensive But look, life Look at my face, face I know that everything expires The beautiful thing is that it doesn't stop That it doesn't stop If it's north up then you (Raise it!) If the game is against one then you (Raise it!) The Half-Full Beer Glass (Raise It!) Cheers and fill it, what is useless burn it Try to make your being bigger than your labyrinth There are abysses in oneself that mute look different I learned to call for red Almost to the vile of being extinct May the mind not forget that it has a soul in the same enclosure If it gets in the way I do without For those who are in spite of everything I toast I invoke luck maybe it turns out that it was a bingo To die in life is to have a sorrow dancing without rhythm in limbo And I don't want graves if not drum (ale!) Tell them that I don't give up Look, life Goes that never stops (stops) I know that everything expires That more and more face (That more and more expensive) But look, life Look at my face, face I know that everything expires The beautiful thing is that it doesn't stop That it doesn't stop If it's north up then you (Raise it!) If the game is against one then you (Raise it!) The Half-Full Beer Glass (Raise It!) Cheers and fill it up what doesn't work, burn it If it's north up then you (Lift it up!) If the game is against one then you (Raise it!) The Half-Full Beer Glass (Raise It!) Health and fill it up what doesn't work burn it.

This poem by Cortázar is my favorite. I love to immerse myself in the letters I shared with Pizarnik; poetry adds a romantic and melancholic touch to my life. Reading and reciting are passions that transport me, although as a curious fact, my dyslexia sometimes confuses the letters when I just begin to recite. It is as if every word has a shadow, a resonance that envelops me in a world of subtle emotions and nostalgic thoughts.

My dear, Your July letter will arrive in September, I hope you'll be back at home by then. We have shared hospitals, although for different reasons; mine is quite banal, a car accident that almost killed me... But do you really realize everything you write to me? I know you do, and still I don't accept you like that, I don't want you like that. I want you alive, ass. And understand that I speak to you from the language of affection and trust, because all that is on the side of life, not death. I want another letter from you soon, a letter from you. That other is also part of you, I know, but it's not all and it's not the best of you either. Leaving that door is fake in your case, I feel it like it's about myself. The poetic power is yours, you know it, we all know that we read you. We no longer live in times when that power was the antagonist in front of life and this the executioner of the poet. The executioners today kill other things than poets; there is no longer even that imperial privilege, dearest. I demand you, not humility, not obsequiousness, but link with this that envelops us all, whether it is light, César Vallejo or Japanese cinema: a pulse on the earth, joyful or sad, but not a silence of voluntary renunciation. I only accept you alive, I only want you Alejandra. Write me, fuck, and forgive the tone, but how would I like to take your brief off (pink or green? ) to give you a beating of those that say I love you every beating.

This poem by Cortazar is my favorite. I love diving into the letters he shared with Pizarnik; poetry adds a romantic and melancholic touch to my life.. Reading and reciting are passions that transport me, although as a curious fact, my dyslexia sometimes confuses the letters when I first begin to recite. It's as if every word has a shadow, a resonance that envelops me in a world of subtle emotions and nostalgic thoughts. My dear, Your July letter reaches me in September, I hope that by then you will be back home. We have shared hospitals, although for different reasons; mine is very banal, a car accident that was almost.. But you, do you really realize everything you write to me? I know you do, and yet I don't accept you like that, I don't love you like that. I want you alive, donkey. And he understands that I speak to you from the language of affection and trust, because all of that is on the side of life, not death.. I want another letter from you, soon, a letter from you. That other thing is also part of you, I know, but it's not everything and it's not the best of you either. Walking out that door is false in your case, I feel like it's about myself. The poetic power is yours, you know it, all of us who read you know it. We no longer live in times when that power was the antagonist against life and it was the executioner of the poet.. Executioners today kill something other than poets; Not even that imperial privilege remains, my dearest. I ask you, not humility, not obedience, but a link with what surrounds us all, whether it is light, César Vallejo or Japanese cinema: a pulse on the earth, happy or sad, but not a silence of voluntary renunciation.. I only accept you alive, I only love you Alejandra. Write to me, damn, and forgive the tone, but how eagerly would I pull down your underwear (pink or green? ) To give you the kind of beating that says I love you with every blow.

This poem by Cortázar is my favorite. I love diving into the letters he shared with Pizarnik; poetry adds a romantic and melancholic touch to my life. Reading and reciting are passions that transport me, although, curiously, my dyslexia sometimes confuses the letters when I begin to recite. It is as if every word has a shadow, a resonance that envelops me in a world of subtle emotions and nostalgic thoughts. My dear, Your letter from July will arrive in September, I hope that by then you will be back home. We shared hospitals, although for different reasons; mine is quite banal, a car accident that almost killed me... But you, do you really realize everything you write to me? I know you do, and yet I don't accept you that way, I don't love you that way. I want you alive, idiot. And understand that I'm speaking to you in the language of affection and trust, because all this is on the side of life, not death. I want another letter from you, soon, a letter from you. That other aspect is also part of you, I know, but it's not all and it's not the best of you either. Leaving this door is wrong in your case, I feel like it's my own case too. The poetic power is yours, you know it, we all know it who read you. We no longer live in an era where this power was the antagonist of life and where life was the executioner of the poet.. Today, the executioners kill other things than poets; there is not even this imperial privilege left, my dear. I ask you, not humility, not obedience, but a connection with what surrounds us all, whether it is light, César Vallejo or Japanese cinema: a pulse on earth, joyful or sad, but not a silence of voluntary renunciation. I accept only you alive, I love only you, Alejandra. Write me, damn it, and forgive the tone, but how eagerly I would tear your panties (pink or green?) To give you that kind of correction that says I love you every time.

😂FUNNY ANECDOTE😂

It was a sunny Sunday, perfect for enjoying a morning outdoors. I decided to join my friends for an equestrian adventure in the countryside. Despite my fear of spiders, I felt quite confident on a horse, although my riding experience was almost null. We arrived at the ranch and were assigned the horses. I was given "Lightning", a majestic white horse that looked like something out of a fairy tale. I climbed with some difficulty, but once up, I felt like a real rider. We start riding through the countryside, enjoying the scenery and the cool breeze. Everything was going great until suddenly something small and hairy moved near my foot. I looked down and saw a huge black spider climbing Lightning's leg. I panicked right away. I screamed, let go of the reins and started shaking my feet in desperation, trying to get rid of the scary intruder. Lightning, feeling my agitation, began to move nervously. He tried to calm down, but my screams and erratic movements made him more nervous. Suddenly the horse leaped forward, and I, already in a precarious position, flew out of its back like a human catapult.. I fell on my back in a mud puddle, completely covered from head to toe. My friends, who were riding a few meters ahead, turned around upon hearing my screams and saw the scene just in time to see my splashing landing.. They ran toward me, trying to contain their laughter, but couldn’t help but laugh as I turned into a living clay statue.. As I tried to get myself together and wipe the mud off my face, I noticed that the spider was still nearby, now walking quietly on the ground, completely indifferent to the chaos it had caused.. I shouted again and my friends, in laughter, hurried to drive the spider away with a stick. Finally, I managed to get on my feet and, with the help of my friends, I returned to Lightning, who also seemed calmer after the brief but intense experience.. We followed our route, and although I ended up muddy and my heart still beating fast from the fright, I couldn’t help but laugh at the whole situation.. Since then, every time we meet, my friends do not miss the opportunity to remind me of that "equestrian epic" and my courageous fight against the spider.. Despite the fall and the fright, it became an anecdote that always makes us laugh out loud.