MiiaPalmer

Miia Palmer

My name is Stefanny, I am 19 years old. Colombian. I am a student in industrial engineering. A simple woman, with a big smile, with a calm character. I think I have a very open and curious mind, so anything crazy seems permissible to me within the limit of what is reasonable for me. I love the good life, I love laughing a lot. I am a very sensual girl. Do not hesitate to come and discover me, I have a lot to teach you.

I like to be nice and very flirtatious in my room, I like to provoke and excite you, I like that you see me and you start banging for me, I hope we will have a lot of fun together. I am happy to play with my big butts, move my big hips and touch my breasts. I have a cheerful, sensual and flirtatious character and sometimes dominant, depending on how you treat me. I will be an example of your behavior towards you. I can be cruel if you disrespect me. I love a man with good things. manners and education.

If you love me, love me whole, not by shadows or light.. If you love me, love me in black and white, and gray, and green, and blond. , and brown.. Love me in the day, love me in the night.. And the dawn at the open window! .. If you love me, don't lower me: Love me all.. Or doesn't like me at all! Hang on to your dreams because if dreams die life is like a bird with broken wings unable to fly. Hold on to your dreams because if dreams disappear life is like a barren field covered with frost.

I like to have a good conversation, I speak Spanish, but I would like to learn to speak your language. I can tell interesting things in your language and if you want to be my teacher, I am ready to learn from you. I am a very obedient student.

I like all the food but my favorite dish is coconut rice, fried fish with patacones, I also like lasagna. I love desserts but especially the tres leches and a delicious passion fruit cocktail. I also like to exercise, I like to jogging and go to the gym, I work a lot on my buttocks and legs because these are the parts of my body that I like the most with my big hips.

I don't care if women have breasts like magnolias or sultanas; a peach or sandpaper complexion. I don't care if they wake up with an aphrodisiac or insecticide breath. or an insecticide breath. I am perfectly capable of bearing a nose that would win the first prize at a carrot exhibition; but it is just that! -and in this I am uncompromising - I will not forgive them, under any pretext whatsoever, for not knowing how to fly. If they can't fly, those who try to seduce me are wasting their time!

Admiring nature and what's around me is one of my favorite things.. It gives me peace and calm, when I feel very stressed, I drink a cool drink, I love the passion fruit ones, and I go for a walk in the park, it's like therapy for me. I like to read, study, have a lot of knowledge about general culture and my professional career. I have fun in a mall and even more if I go shopping, it's something I like to do.

I am always ready for a new adventure and, even if I may seem shy at first, I have a vibrant inner world full of surprises. I'm like a book open to discovery, with exciting chapters and unforgettable moments to share.. And even if I sometimes seem reserved, I am actually a box of surprises ready to dazzle anyone who dares to enter my universe. So if you ever see me there, with my mischievous smile and my eyes full of curiosity, come closer and let yourself be carried away by the magic of the unknown.

In every part of my life, there's something of you. And there's nothing extraordinary about it You know it as objectively as I do. However, there is something I would like to clarify for you, when I talk about all the plots, I'm not just talking about that now, this waiting for you and hallelujah to find you, and lose you, fuck, and find you, and with a little luck, nothing else. I don't mean that all of a sudden you say, I'm gonna cry And I, with a discreet ball in my throat, I cry. And that a beautiful invisible shower protects us and that is perhaps why the sun shows itself right away. I am not talking about that day after day, the stock of our small and decisive complicities increases, or that I can or that I believe that I can turn my setbacks into victories, or that you give me the tender gift of your most recent despair..

Not. It's much, much more serious. When I say all the plots I mean that in addition to this sweet cataclysm, you are also rewriting my childhood, this age where we say adult and solemn things and that solemn adults celebrate them, and you, on the other hand, you know that it doesn't work. I mean you're rewriting my teenage years, that time when I was an old man full of doubts, and you, you know how to extract from this vacant ground, my seed of joy and water it by looking at it. I mean by that you shake my youth, this jug that no one has ever taken into his hands, this shadow that no one has ever taken into his shadow, and you, on the other hand, know how to shake it until the dry leaves begin to fall, and the frame of my truth be left without prowess. I mean you welcome my maturity this mixture of astonishment and experience, this strange confinement of anguish and snow, this candle that lights up death, this precipice of poor life. You see, it's more serious, Much, much more serious, Because with these words and others, I want to tell you that you're not so alone, the dear girl you are, but also the splendid or prudent women I loved or love.

Because thanks to you, I discovered, (you will say it was time and right), that love is a beautiful and generous bay, which lights up and darkens, as life wills, a bay where boats come and go, come with birds and omens, and go with mermaids and storm clouds. A beautiful and generous bay, where boats come and go. But you, please, don't leave

I love you by the eyebrow, by the hair, I talk with you in the corridors where the fountains of light play, I talk about you by every name, I tear you with the delicacy of the scar, I put in your hair lightning ashes and ribbons that slept in the rain. of ribbons that slept in the rain. I don't want you to have a form, I don't want you to be precisely what comes behind your hand, because the water, consider the water, and the lions when they dissolve in the sugar of the fable, and the gestures, this architecture of nothingness, lighting their lamps in the middle of the encounter. All tomorrow is the blackboard where I invent you and draw you. I draw you, soon I erase you, that's not what you are, not even with that or with that straight hair, that smile. I seek your sum, the edge of the glass where the wine is also the moon and the mirror. is also the moon and the mirror, I'm looking for that line that makes a man tremble in a museum gallery. in a museum gallery. I love you, and it's nice and cold.

I sing what you loved, my life, in case you'd come close and listen, my life, in case you'd remember the world you lived in, at sunset I sing, my shadow. I don't want to be silent, my life. How would you find me without my faithful cry? What sign, what does he declare to me, my life? I'm the same as I was yours, my life. I'm neither slow, nor transcended, nor lost. Come at nightfall, my life; Come remembering a song, my life, if you recognize the song you learned and if you still remember my name. I'm waiting for you without time or delay. Fear neither the night, nor the fog, nor the rain. Come with or without path. Call me where you are, my soul, and walk straight to me, my companion.

Ma tactique est de de vous regarder apprendre tel que tu es de t'aimer tel que tu es ma tactique est de te parler et de t'écouter de construire avec des mots un pont indestructible ma tactique est de rester dans ta mémoire je ne sais pas comment et je ne sais pas sous quel prétexte mais pour rester en you my tactic is to be frank and know that you are frank and that we do not sell simulacres so that between us there is no curtain or abyss my strategy is on the other hand deeper and simpler simpler my strategy is that one day I do not know how and I do not know Not under what pretext you finally need me.

your life is your life don't let it be beaten up until wet submission stay vigilant there are exits there's a light somewhere it may not be a great light but conquer the darkness Stay vigilant the gods will offer you opportunities know how to seize them seize them we can not defeat death, but we can defeat death in life we can defeat death in life, sometimes and more often you will learn to do it more there will be light your life is your life Know it as long as you have it you are wonderful the gods are waiting to delight in you.

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I'm never without it. (Wherever I go you go my love; And wherever I do what I do alone it's because of you, my love). I'm not afraid of fate (because you're my destiny, my love). I don't want a world (because beautiful you are my world, my good). It's the deepest secret that no one knows.. (It is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope.. or that the mind can't hide it) It's the wonder that separates the stars I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)).

My tactic is to watch you learn as you are to love you as you are my tactic is to talk to you and listen to you to build with words an indestructible bridge my tactic is to stay in your memory I don't know how and I don't know either under what pretext but to stay in you my tactic is to be frank and to know that you are frank and that we don't sell simulacres so that between us there is no curtain or abyss my strategy is on the other hand deeper and simpler simpler my strategy is that one day I don't know how and I don't know either under what pretext finally you need me.

My land? You are my land. My people? My people are you. Banishment and death for me are where you are not. What about my life? Tell me, my life, what is it, if not you? I give you this flower hug that now surrounds your waist I engraved it with the freshest of my thoughts With the immense love that others might want It's up to me / you to make it shine That its glow does not die His language.

Whether we want it or not We only have three possibilities: Yesterday, today and tomorrow. And not even three Because as the philosopher says Yesterday is yesterday It belongs to us only in memory: From the rose that has already lost its petals We can not take another petal from it. The playing cards are only two: The present and the future. And not even two For it is a well established fact That the present does not exist But insofar as it becomes the past And it is past. , like youth. En bref Il ne nous reste que demain: I raise my glass To this day that never comes But that's the only thing We really have at our disposal.

Friendship is love in serenity. Friends talk to each other when they're quietest. If the silence breaks, the friend answers my own thought that he also hides. If he begins, I continue the course of his idea; neither of us formulates it nor creates it. we feel that there is something higher that guides us and realizes the unity of our company.. And we are led to think deeply, and to attain certainty in uncertain life; And we know that beyond appearances there is a knowledge beyond sciences. That's why I seek to have a friend by my side who understands what I say in silence.

The tear has been said. Let us forget the tears and start again, with patience, observing things until we find the small difference that separates them from the entity of yesterday and that defines the course of time and its effectiveness.. Why weep the fruits the fruits, for the failure of this deep desire, compact as a seed? It is not good to repeat what has been said. After talking, after shedding tears, silence and smile: nothing is the same There will be new words for the new story and we must find them before it's too late.