Standing in the middle of SAGA Festival with the bass rattling through my whole body and I can't tell if it's the music or the crowd that's got me buzzing. This is exactly where Saturday was always meant to end up. Think you could keep up with me out here?
Filled the tub, lit every candle I own, and honestly the bubbles aren't covering much. My kind of spa weekend doesn't need a reservation. Care to join?
Insidious drops tomorrow and I couldn't wait, so I'm already in my seat with a full horror marathon queued up. Dark theaters alone hit different — everything feels ten times more intense. You brave enough to sit next to me?
Drake and Karol G on the same track has me dancing on my kitchen counter in nothing but an old t-shirt, and honestly my pizza is getting cold because I can't stop. Care to join the audience?
Brasov jazz festival just kicked off and the whole old town smells like summer rain and saxophone. Found a spot on the cobblestones, got a glass of something cold, and honestly this might be the best Friday I've had in months. Who's coming to find me before the next set starts?
Rooftop pool, not a single person around, and I couldn't find one good reason to keep my suit on. Dare you to come swim with me.
Shooting stars every few seconds and I'm lying here with nothing on. If you could see what I'm seeing right now, you wouldn't look away either.
There's a total eclipse tomorrow and I can't sleep, so I'm out here on the balcony pretending I understand constellations. The sky looks different when you're actually paying attention to it. What would you wish for if everything went dark for a minute?
Post-workout endorphins are honestly better than any drug, and right now my whole body is still buzzing from that last set. The only thing missing is someone to help me cool down. Care to volunteer?
The new Eli Roth got my heart pounding, but honestly the movie isn't what's making me squirm right now. Care to make it worse?