Ink dresses me more than any clothing. Each tattoo is a story I didn't want to forget: a promise, an orgasm. I didn't come to fit in. I came to ignite.
What Turns Me On
I wasn't born wild. I became that way.
On a slow fire, with stolen kisses and nights that smelled of cigarettes and soft music. I learned that my sensuality isn't to please, but to provoke. To play. To command.
What I Do Best
I'm not easy to read, but I don't hide either.
If you look closely, you'll see that beneath this marked skin is a woman who doesn't ask permission, who when she stays... it's because she wants to, not because she has to.
 
