Cold Sheets, Hot Blood
I woke up at 4 AM with the taste of expensive gin
Ginny on the Rocks
Ink, Skin, and No Regrets
I’m not writing a love letter; I’m drafting a manifesto
Blue Petals, Cold Coffee, Hot Skin
I’m crouching here in this blue dress, pretending the world is
Petals, Pavement, and No Apologies
I’m standing on a crosswalk in the middle of Seoul, holding
Concrete Confessions in Sky Blue
I’m sitting on these gray stone steps, wearing a dress the
Saccharine Flesh & Cold Steel Hearts
I’ve spent three years building a career that makes people tremble
Salt Water, Wet Paws, and a Heart Made of Steel
I didn't come to this coast for a soul-searching retreat
The Cold Blue Flame of Autumn
I’m not here to be your muse or a delicate doll
Liquid Diamonds & Cold Sheets
I used to think love was a slow burn, something you nurtured
Sipping Gold in a Concrete Jungle
I don’t do 'waiting.' Waiting is for those who
Chlorophyll & Concrete: A Botanical Takeover
I stepped out of the taxi and into his penthouse, wearing a
Liquid Gold in a Concrete Jungle
I used to believe love was a sanctuary, until I realized most
