Ali Tita родилась 26 Мая 1989 года. Она была рождена в городе Энергодар. Также, мы выяснили, что сейчас она проживает в городе Winston-Salem, США.
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Вот, что рассказывает Ali о себе:
To be great is to be misunderstood... All you really need to know about me is that I'm a champion. I'd like to write some hard hitting facts down that will hit you harder then a boulder and make you sit down. I have so many things to communicate to you but I fear that you won't hear me out. I'm just another almost legal teenage girl that's trying to make it out of her parents house and into college. I need life experience. Not to say I haven't had enough but it just hasn't been the right kind. I've lived on my own in foreign countries. I know I'd do fine here. I want a different life then the one everyone leads. I don't want that corporal world job and the kids. I don't want that perfect marriage that ends up in the court room deciding who gets to keep the kids, the house or those silver candle holders. I want to be free. Somehow being tied down makes that feel impossible. I dominate. I can't stand it when someone has control of me. I have a knack for breaking anything that bends including rules and laws. I could lose control in my free time. I choose not to be a posterchild. I choose not to be the child from hell. I'm the perfect balance of in-between. I can proudly say that I can count the number of people I've slept with on my hands. But I am one to keep the conversation on the topic of sex for hours. I'm a pro at provocative and I'm not one to hide it. Lick it up and lock it down. For once in my life I'm not starving for Af/in/fection. I know people that need it more then me. I've had more boyfriends then a stripper has dollars after a Friday night. Somehow one after another they just keep getting worse. I've burnt most of the love letters to keep warm from the cold shoulders and glares. Lashes to Ashes and Trust to Dust. Line after lines and cracks in the road just remind me more and more of the faultlines my fingertips trace all over your back, like a roadmap of everywhere I wanna go. Clean pallet. I've got a new color to put on you. I have a girl. She's pretty special. That's all I'm gonna say to that effect. Emerson said it best: "Envy is ignorance; Imitation is suicide." I have more flaws then a state has laws. I'm always 30,000 feet in the air flying somewhere, in my mind at least. I long to get out. Just remember that practice makes perfect but to much makes a whore.