random ramblings

flatter me

i am no siren, nor i effortlessly beguile any man of my liking. yet i had my share as a receiver of such playful overture and with that in note, hence this writing..


batting eyelashes.
a singled out handshake.
transfixed gaze. with half smiling lips.
the unmistakable toying fondness on your tone.
tickled even my grumpy bones.

i acted rather coyly.

then again. am just a girl. these kind are just my guilty pleasures.

for a moment there i thought i had perfect long curly hair and bod of 35-25-35.


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