AlexaLip

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

If you are here it is because you are interested in knowing more about her, she is a girl who is a little shy but when she gains confidence 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 at any time. 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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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 cannot miss a book and a camera, I love taking photos, I think I am passionate about capturing unique moments. Although 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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Cuando te nombran, me roban un poquito de tu nombre; parece mentira, que media docena de letras digan tanto. Mi locura seria deshacer las murallas con tu nombre, iría pintando todas las paredes, no quedaría un pozo sin que yo asomara para decir tu nombre, ni montaña de piedra donde yo no gritara enseñándole al eco tus seis letras distintas. Mi locura sería, enseñar a las aves a cantarlo, enseñar a los peces a beberlo, enseñar a los hombres que no hay nada, como volverme loco y repetir tu nombre. Mi locura sería olvidarme de todo, de las 22 letras restantes, de los números, de los libros leídos, de los versos creados. Saludar con tu nombre. Pedir pan con tu nombre. - siempre dice lo mismo- dirían a mi paso, y yo, tan orgullosa, tan feliz, tan campante. Y me iré al otro mundo con tu nombre en la boca, a todas las preguntas responderé tu nombre - los jueces y los santos no van a entender nada- Dios me condenaría a decirlo sin parar para siempre.

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. Yes - Rudyard Kipling 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 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 have 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 you have 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!

 Esta noche al oído me has dicho dos palabras Comunes. Dos palabras cansadas De ser dichas. Palabras que de viejas son nuevas. Dos palabras tan dulces, que la luna que andaba Filtrando entre las ramas Se detuvo en mi boca. Tan dulces dos palabras Que una hormiga pasea por mi cuello y no intento Moverme para echarla. Tan dulces dos palabras Que digo sin quererlo- ¡oh, qué bella, la vida!- Tan dulces y tan mansas Que aceites olorosos sobre el cuerpo derraman. Tan dulces y tan bellas Que los dedos más largos de mi mano derecha Se mueven hacia el cielo imitando tijeras. Oh, mis dedos quisieran Cortar estrellas.

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 posed as always at the highest part where the hardest rock is usually found and when trying to eat the small seed it fell, rolled, and got 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. Meanwhile 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. Painters 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.