Whenever a lad hits up on me and asks me where I came from, I always tell them I came from a floating island in Gulliver's Travels. They laugh. Those little bastards don't know it's Laputa. Guess I'll have to change my address, whaddya think?

I am a firm believer that a perfect relationship is nothing but an illusion. It’s just I see being perfect as a continuous struggle to remain perfect and that’s no fun at all. That goes to say that I am not searching for the perfect man. You’re...

I am a modest girl who needs you to set me free. And for this to happen, you must dominate me. It's something that I would really like. Yes, I can be your sexual slave but don't forget that I am addicted to psychology and can become your friend. Kiss...

Snogging and having a leg over in the car while a lovely music is on sends me on cloud 9. It's what I call the feeling of reaching ecstasy - that moment when I forget who I am and I just want to have more.

You don't need to bother giving me the hug with a pat on the back nor the "London Bridge" hug. You can freely give me the one-handed hug and the naughty hug and I'll be the happiest lass. Bonus point if there's French Kiss.

Eggs, sausages, fried bread: these are my favorite breakfast. I love them so much my friends wonder if I have plans of having a different breakfast. My answer is no. These three represent three things in my life, but they're a bit naughty; it makes m...