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IF YOU'RE A MAN, PROVE IT IN A PM

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Name:Valeriya, ID: 30638
Category:Ladies' Posts

You're not one of those who just watches, are you?
Who keeps quiet, afraid to say something wrong, and in the end - misses out?

I'm not the one who needs a lot of persuasion.
I'm a woman who gives a chance. One.
And if you're reading this - it means you're already interested.

But interest is not enough.
I need a man who knows what he wants.
Who's not afraid to be first. Not afraid to start with a phrase that will make me excited.

Write. Don't think for too long.
If you're silent for too long ...











I HAVE A QUESTION THAT I WILL ASK ONLY YOU...

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Name:Diana, ID: 30651
Category:Ladies' Posts

Sometimes a meeting starts not with a photo, but with a question.
One that touches you inside and doesn't give you peace.

I'm looking for a man who is not afraid to stop at one, if she is his by feelings.
Someone who can listen not only with his ears, but also with ....

Maybe you are reading this right now, holding your breath a little.
And I am the one who did not accidentally appear on your screen.

Would you like to know my question?
It's simple, but I will ask it only in a private chat.
An...










I AM NOT A SECRET — I AM A LABYRINTH IN WHICH YOU WANT TO GET LOST

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Name:Valeriya, ID: 30638
Category:Ladies' Posts

Do you think you understood me from a photo?
From a couple of phrases, from a look, from a half-smile?
No, darling. It was just an announcement.

I don’t give in the first time. I don’t dress in simplicity. I smell of evening, wine and mystery.
I don’t say “I love you” if it’s just interest. And I’m not interested in those who are afraid of complex women.

My touches — later. For now, I give you the text.
A phrase.
And a pause.

I want you to fall asleep thinking about what I would say now if I ...










STOP LOOKING — TOUCH WITH YOUR EYES BOLDER

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Name:Diana, ID: 30651
Category:Ladies' Posts

Let's be honest.
You don't read me because you're looking for spiritual depth.
You want me to rip off the mask of pathos and whisper to you what they don't write in decent places....

So here it is:
I can be decent. But you don't want me like that.
You want me bold, naked to thoughts, to desire, to trembling.
You want me to write as if I were biting. So that the letters would scratch the skin of fantasies.

Look. Read. Imagine.
And then risk answering.
If you open this door —
you won't come back...











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