Watched the Aces game from bed and they're finally home Tuesday — but right now I'm not thinking about basketball at all. You still up, baby? 👀
Watched the Aces game from bed and they're finally home Tuesday — but right now I'm not thinking about basketball at all. You still up, baby? 👀
Trying to figure out what to wear to the fights tomorrow but I keep getting distracted looking at myself. You'd rather I skip the outfit entirely though, wouldn't you baby?
Kaskade just finished and my whole body is still vibrating — walked through my door and this dress was off before I even hit the lights. You're up, aren't you baby? 👀
Absinthe tonight was filthy in the best way and now I'm home and can't calm down. You gonna help with that, baby? 👀
Just got back from the Strip and I'm still in my going-out clothes — there's something about this city at 3 AM that makes me never want to go inside. You should see what I'm wearing under this jacket though.
Got home from set five minutes ago and I'm still buzzing from the whole thing — haven't even put clothes back on yet. Think you could help me come down from this?
This heat is no joke — the pool was the only sane option and my swimsuit didn't even make it out of the drawer. Come find me, the water's perfect.
Even at dawn this city is already a furnace — came back from my sets and my clothes were basically fused to me, so those had to go. You're not mad about it though, are you?
It's almost midnight and I can't sleep, so I figured I'd make the insomnia worth something. Tell me you're not tired either.
Every rest day I tell myself I'm going to be disciplined and actually recover, and then I spend the whole time feeling guilty about not being at the gym. My body needs the break but my brain won't shut up about it. Anyone else terrible at doing nothing?