Rockyourparty. Rockyourcity.
Ultra-Overdue recollections. Circa when my hair's still practically jet-black. Look at how things had twisted and turned after all this while. I'm always trapped in the middle of present and past, and some kind wish, the memories would hunt me back. Pardon me; kinda all teary-eyed now.
But firstly, your bf's damn sneaky babe.

Striking it big.
There are always many reasons why you shine from the rest.

Girls sometimes yearn to take the wheels on her own.

Don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.