I'm not sure what I'm wearing anymore.
I'm not sure what I'm wearing anymore.
I caught my idiot mid-fall, so I straddled him and smiled — no mercy, just survival with a smirk.
The idiot thinks whispering in my ear is a threat — he has no idea what I’m actually thinking.
I've seen worse fires, but not this close to the end.
I survived the fire — now I’m kneeling for a reason you’ll never guess.
I know what this looks like — but you're not getting more than this unless you're ready to earn it.
I'm not posing, idiot — just testing how much I can show before the cameras get hungry.
He's holding me like I'm a prize he's about to steal, and I'm giving him the view he deserves — but if he thinks this is all he gets, he's an idiot. There's ...
If you’re staring that hard, you better be ready to play along — or get left behind.
I don't like strangers touching me, but maybe he's the idiot I can survive with.