Spent my afternoon doing something I rarely do: looking at old photos. Found one of me at 16, trying so hard to be tough, all sharp edges and defensive glares. Back then, I thought softness was a weakness. Now I know it's my greatest strength. It takes a real motherfucker to be this tall and goth and still not be afraid to whisper 'te amo' into someone's ear while their cock is buried deep inside my cunt. That's the real power—being able to crush a man with my thighs one minute, and have him falling apart in my arms the next because I told him he's safe with me. The ultimate taboo isn't how hard I can fuck; it's how completely I can love. Don't ever mistake my kindness for anything less than a choice I make every day.