There's something irresistible about letting my hair fall loose and moving to whatever song speaks to me in the moment. I carry myself with the kind of self-assurance that only comes with experience. What really gets my attention? Those smoldering looks that linger just a little too long, conversations that dance along the edge of what's appropriate, and all the delicious mischief we can create when it's just us in private.
naughty conversations, having an icecream with someone special, hanging out in the nights and enjoy the city lights.
when someone is rude to each other, boring energy in my room and people who are not fun.