I'm not your girl-next-door — unless your neighborhood’s full of trouble. I’m 19, wild, addicted to the night, techno beats, and making you beg for more. I don’t fake it. I dominate it. Techno at 3AM, raw energy, cold vodka, deep inhales, submissive minds, and the look in your eyes when you know you're mine. Boring people. Weak vibes. Monday mornings. And anyone who thinks they’re in control when I’m in the room.