Turn ons:

Sometimes I close my eyes and let myself be carried away by what is left unsaid, by what is felt without words. I imagine a warm night, the sky covered in stars, and my bare feet on the sand. There, right there, I feel everything I repress daring to come out: my desire to be free

Turn offs:

I'm turned off by judgment, haste, and a lack of tenderness. That need to control what should be flowing. The fear of what one truly feels. I'm turned off when I'm not listened to... When I speak in silence and no one understands.

About me: