The whole city's already buzzing and I'm on the floor with my outfit laid out, too restless to even pretend I'll sleep. Care to make the wait worth staying up for?
The whole city's already buzzing and I'm on the floor with my outfit laid out, too restless to even pretend I'll sleep. Care to make the wait worth staying up for?
Thursday nights are when the week finally catches up — and mine just caught me with my hands full. Care to guess who I'm thinking about?
My fingers keep drifting to something faster than what's on the sheet — blame the countdown buzzing in my head. Want to hear what slipped out instead?
Four days out and my morning run turned into a sprint — came home soaked, stripped off, and now I can't get my pulse under control for a completely different reason. Care to help me figure out which kind of breathless this is?
The lineup starts in an hour and I'm still standing here like this, music already shaking the walls. Want to help me pick what stays on tonight?
Showered, dressed in nothing, and suddenly nowhere sounds better than right here. What would you do if you walked in right now?
Rave The Planet is eight days away and I've already destroyed my closet trying to find something that says both "I came to dance" and "watch me." The mesh is winning so far — want to help me decide?
The city looks better from up here when you're barely dressed for it — warm wind, cheap wine, and nowhere I need to be for hours. Care to join me on this side of the skyline?
Stretching was the plan. My body had other ideas and I stopped fighting it a while ago. You going to just stand there?
Four stages, twenty hours of techno, and I still can't sit still — the whole crowd was one organism and now I'm back here alone with way too much electricity left in me. Want to help me burn it off?