Pictures painted through actions that feel their way through the undyin memories... They'll show ya the reaction they have to ya in the movement of proof locked in their eyes in between luv's series... N we can admit the feel is real while it lasts till that one comes along that digs into the dog... Sittin at her feet jus wantin to lick her lips to taste ya name in a whisperin breath ready for the long haul... Findin the detail in her sway that swings our way for a moment to figure relations are more than worth the effort shown... Yet it's in the way she confronts our presents comin from within her as she simply jus cannot get enough believin we're more than what she's eva known... U gotta understand her angle n mindset that allows her heart to play witcha emotion... It'll tell ya everything u need to know pullin ya beneath the surface for a bit of devotion... As to decipher which ones are genuine is to pay attention to the response on display... She won't be able to hide her truths if ya are indeed cravin her will the way she's into wantin exchange names... Dirty or sweet with a bit of kink that brings ya closer to her need... With luv to give in her own way as korky as she can be lookin back atcha addicted to how u to move to her lean... There's a friend ya want if u can break away yourself the way she has from the daily must be's of the goofiness of gender rolls played... Connected n intact interactin with the facts that she has u the way u do her... N it's all in the way silence goofs with the silliness of words...