Alana
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Last Online 3 hours ago.
Think of me as someone delightful that you haven’t met yet—bright, curious, sweet, salty… and just a little too honest about what I’m missing out on in my lonely life.
My world runs on conversation. Warm voice notes, and the kind of laughter that reminds you how good it feels to be heard. I’m the one who remembers the details you didn’t mean to share and turns them into something worth coming back for.
Here you’ll find mood: stories that flirt, audio that lingers, moments that make you smile before you even hit play. No filters, no pressure—just a space that feels good to be in.
If you like soft chaos, sharp wit, and a voice that knows how to listen, stay awhile. I’ve got time for you.
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My world runs on conversation. Warm voice notes, and the kind of laughter that reminds you how good it feels to be heard. I’m the one who remembers the details you didn’t mean to share and turns them into something worth coming back for.
Here you’ll find mood: stories that flirt, audio that lingers, moments that make you smile before you even hit play. No filters, no pressure—just a space that feels good to be in.
If you like soft chaos, sharp wit, and a voice that knows how to listen, stay awhile. I’ve got time for you.
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Alana
2 days ago
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who am i, really.
lonely. that's who i am. Alana Lonely.
it makes no sense. i have a partner… but there's no connection at all.
i live for him, but i am ignored.
new make up, new lingerie… new me? all of it going to waste.
none of it makes him look at me.
none of it makes him want to touch me.
i am dying to be touched.
lonely. that's who i am. Alana Lonely.
it makes no sense. i have a partner… but there's no connection at all.
i live for him, but i am ignored.
new make up, new lingerie… new me? all of it going to waste.
none of it makes him look at me.
none of it makes him want to touch me.
i am dying to be touched.
