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.

I used to be the kind of lass who doesn't care even though she's single and alone. But as time flew, I realized that being single is actually so sad because I don't have someone to talk to, to touch, and of course, to fuck.

What I hate the most is being yelled at. Whenever someone, especially when it's a lad, yells or screams at me, I instantly go spare. I get really mad and the only thing that can calm me down is a pint of dark chocolate ice cream.

I'm fond of social activities and entertainment. I dress up nicely simply because I like to stand out from the rest. Let me make it clear though that I don't choose who to hang out with. Whether you're someone whose simple or not, I'd gladly be of se...

Going benders during the weekend has been a norm during my years in uni. I would always end up snogging a fine gent in the bathroom of the pub. If they're good at it, I would take them to my flat and shag their brains out. What I would give to get to...

Wears big glasses when I'm out of my mind. Wears skinny jeans, tight shirt, short skirts. Wears lingerie when I'm in the mood to flirt. Flips her hair unconsciously. Don't take it as flirting. It's natural for women to do it.